Deadlift Training
Mesocycle 22 - Week 1
Beginning Thoughts:
I signed up at this fancy new gym called True Fitness because I desperately needed round 45 lbs plates to do Deadlifts. My old gym doesn't have an oly bar - it has a thinner bar which weighs 25 lbs and has no grooves which also makes gripping the bar an issue. In addition to this all the plates in my old gym are triangular in shaped which is a royal pain in the ass because they put the bar at a lower position than a regular round plate. So I am kinda doing Deficit Deadlifts without wanting to. So, I went to this new establishment and asked them a whole bunch of questions from:
Do you have many 45 lbs Plates?
Do you allow Deadlifting?
Can I video record all of my lifts?
The manager said yes to everything. So I figured what the hell....in this country there are hardly any gyms which have power cages and fewer gyms which have so many 45 lbs plates. So I paid the $600 membership fee and signed up for the year.
Workout:
Deadlift Warm-up:
Mobility Drills
135 lbs x 7 reps
245 lbs x 7 reps
295 lbs x 4 reps
345 lbs x 3 reps
385 lbs x 3 reps
Deadlifts:
Got kicked out of the gym.
Videos:
Nothing
Overall Impression:
So I do all my warm-ups for Deadlifts and I load 415 on the bar. I stand back and try to screw my camera onto my tripod and the owner of the gym comes up to me and asks me if he can be of help. I tell him that I'm fine. LOL.
He then proceeds to tell me that I am not allowed to firstly Deadlift in this one-of-a-kind gym and that I cannot record my video because of their "elite clientele" (because after all $600 per year is nothing to sneeze at). So I explained to the bloke that I had asked these specific questions before signing up and only signed up on the condition that my conditions would be met. He argues with me so I request my money back.
He hands over the money. I start walking out the door. He and his trainers stop me and ask me to unload the bar (415 lbs). I told them to fuck themselves and I walked off.
This makes me rage like none other.
I need to find a gym in a country in which nobody does the kind of shit that I do which has (1) a powercage and (2) more than 5 round 45 lbs plates. Fucking miserable.
I really wish I had a lot of money. I'd replicate my gym at Trinity University in a heartbeat.