Thanks Big Bro but he didn't even need it.
Cut 5.5 pounds of water yesterday and weighed in at 199.4.
Got to the comp and they didn't even have us weigh in, just went off our previously written-down weights, so I had cut that weight and dehydrated myself for nothing.
Then at the 'meet' the people told us we were only getting 2 lifts, not 3 like most of us were expecting.
Next we had to tell the ref our openers before we even got the rules.
She suggested opening with something like a 3RM but I was like "nah, only got 2 shots not 3 so we finna ER or PR." The fukk I need to jump 90 pounds for?
I told her my opener and she hit me with the low-key
look. Then she did the math was like "we're going to need more 45s".
Dude loading the opener had the
face on, and a spectating PAWG and her breh were on some
status. (I think her mans came in second.) I'm low-key like
, this isn't even my final form.
That Hyde was weak as fukk and felt stepped-on. I could barely feel that bytch and only had one more pull for the day.
Ended up lifting 545 conventional for the opener and switched to sumo for the last attempt at 575. Both flew up and a nikka won his weight class.
Got a lil cheap plastic medal and a Visa GC out the deal.
Errybody was congratulating the kid but I know some of them dudes had to be salty as fukk.
Then me and my homie that showed up slid to our main gym for the real workout.