I had a plan going into the meet, and I made it a point to stick to it. I wanted a 955 total, as that would put me in as a class 4 powerlifter. It's basically the bottom rung on the chart, but I felt like that would put me on the map.
To do that, I needed:
325 Squat, which I had never attempted
225 Bench, which I bombed on at the last meet
405 Deadlift, also never attempted
I started warming up for squat, and worked up to 225lbs for a warmup. Only problem was, I almost fell over at 225, which scared the hell out of me. I thought, very briefly, about lowering my opener at the last minute, then decided I wasn't going to let this mess with me.
I hit my opener of 275, no problem, the same with 300. 325 was interesting to say the least. I have a tendency to go forward on squats, and as I hit the bottom of my squat, I started to go a little too far forward, and heard someone in the crowd say "ooooh". But, all those good mornings paid off, and I got myself back upright, and squatted the weight. My previous record was 285.
Bench, I opened raw at 175. I had a problem last time keeping my butt on the bench, so I wanted to open low with something I could do without the shirt. I nailed 175 no problem. My next jump was 225 shirted. I nailed 225 easily, but forgot to wait for the rack command, and missed the attempt. My original plan was to go for 230 or 240 on my 3rd attempt, but I didn't want to jeopordize my 3 lift goal with a potential miss, so I stayed safe at 225, and nailed it no problem.
By the time deadlifts rolled around, I was a little tired and hungry, but I knew the hardest part was over. I nailed 350 and 375 easily, but was warned about dropping the bar instead of setting it down on my 2nd attempt. They loaded 405, and I looked around at spatts, Hannibal, and Clint. I know everyone was cheering me on, but I didn't catch much of what was said. I grabbed the bar, dropped as low as I could, and hauled the weight up. I struggled, but kept the bar moving, locked it out, and made it a point to almost carefully set it down.
There was only one other lifter in the 198 class, and he bombed on his bench. I knew his lifts were going to be MUCH better than mine, but I didn't like winning by attrition.
Anyway, I got the 1st place trophy, (1 of 1)

and am now the record holder for the state of Missouri, however briefly. Most importantly, I set PR's on all my lifts, and went 8 or 9 on my attempts. It was a hell of a lot of fun.
A big thanks to spatts, the Springfield crew, and especially Hannibal. He handled all my meet prep for me, let me bitch at him all day long, and spotted my squat for me. If he had not gotten my back on squat, someone else probably would've pulled the squat, and I wouldn't have gotten 325.
Videos are coming...my hard drive decided to die while I was gone.