On Saturday I participated in my first power-lifting competition. I have been training since the beginning of the year, and it was fun to get some official numbers (70, 45, 105 kgs, for those who care). It was a long day - each person only does 9 lifts, but there were a lot of competitors. I took my Sockhead hat, and got a reasonable amount knit on it - and no-one made stupid comments about it, which was nice.
A couple of funny things. it was freezing in there and I was wearing a beanie. It wasn't until I got to deadlifts (at the end of the day) that my coach told me to take it off! It's against the rules! I'm not sure how Alex didn't notice, she was right there Here's a pic of her walking me only the platform for bench:
Anyway, I didn't get disqualified and I looked super cute. In fact, I got a medal. A gold medal! please do not ask how many other people were in my weight and age class. a medal is a medal and I'll take it.
I'm fine with a participation medal!
Sunday we rested, and then in the evening went to my nephew's bar-mitzvah party. It was so nice to see family and old friends. I dressed up nicely - make-up and heels and everything. I know there were photos taken, but not by me. Hopefully they will send them through.
And after a busy weekend I slept badly last night, and woke up feeling fabulous, like I've come back from a resort holiday. Bodies are weird. Minds are weirder!
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