I've been doing a novice program for 2 months and was going to squat 205 today. I know it's not shit, but I was pretty excited to being on my way to lmao2pl8s. I've been lifting on a deficit and had my first complete failure today. I used collars because the plates sliding gets distracting.
>On 3rd set about to do my 4th rep
>Breath in and engage everything
>Stall in the hole and realize it
>Try to salvage it, legs say "Fuck you, we're staying here"
>Get stuck in a squat morning, so I can't bail out backward
>Learn the lesson that the manufactured safety bar is much lower than I would like
>Crawl out embarrassed as hell, but the only guy in there gave 0 fucks and went back to work
Only thing hurt was my pride. Didn't use the add-on safeties because the slots are optimal and sometimes I get distracted midlift because it is so close to my ROM. I think I'll be using them from now on though.
So /fit/ let's share stories, so I don't feel as badly about today.
>In home gym.
>Raised weight from last week.
>On last set.
>Struggle through third rep.
>Get myself hyped for fourth rep.
>Hype myself up again for last rep.
>Weight comes down.
>Weight only makes it about an inch back up.
>Call for gf in other room.
>She comes to try to help pull it up.
>Have to roll it down onto my hips.
>Gf just standing watching me look like an idiot.
>Eventually stand back up and clean the weight.
>Put it back on.
>Gf says, "Looks like you aren't as strong as you thought"
Hit pretty hard mates.
Are you me? I've been on a program for 2 months and just failed my last rep of 205 on Thursday. I highbar squat and had safeties up so it wasn't that embarrassing.
I learned my lesson after failing a low bar squat my first day at powerlifting gym and having the bar come crashing down LOUDLY onto the safeties I set too low. Two dudes came rushing over to make sure I was alright. One power cleaned my babyweight back onto the rack and the other asked if I wanted a spot. Felt like shame for the rest of my workout.
Happened to a dyel a few weeks ago.
>guys been lifting for almost 20 minutes
>just starts heading for the kettlebell rack
>notice group of bunnies doing the same
>starts his over heads
>trys to show off to bunnies
>loses grip on the descent and hits himself in the kneecap
>drops it onto his foot
>trys to play it off but can't stand up
>just sits there on the floor holding his knee harassing some 6/10
If it makes you feel any better. The same exact thing happened to me today. The only difference was that the whole gym came to help and I was on my 5th rep...
you should hit her pretty hard then
it'll make you feel better
after all it was her fault you failed the rep
if she could fucking spot you would of atleast avoided the roll of shame
make her pay anon
>workout normally consists of spending hours on machines achieving nothing
>qt3.14 PT starts talking to me
>offers me a free session, say sure why not.
>Day of free session arrives
>Warm up on spin bike, 10 minutes. I'm dying, it's too much
>Don't say anything because don't want to look pathetic
>Start some kind of machine circuit
>First two no problem
>Third machine, do half my reps, starting to struggle
>Lower weight and do 3 more reps
>Have to stop
>Vission blurry, head spinning, pass out
>Come round lying on the floor surrounded by people
That's how I fainted in the middle of the gym after 15 minutes of moderate exercise
So from 18-20 I went from 325 to about 200 and 1/2/3/4 plate lifts.
Then got a gf and went from 200 to 365 from 20-24.
Then decided to sort my shit out and went from 365 to 250. Then went 250 to 365. That was 24-26.
Been back in the gym for 2 months now, from 365 down to 330.
>usually do drop sets for my squats
>squatted 180lbs x 5 for my first set
>say fuck it and try to do same weight for 2nd set
>fail in the hole for my 5th rep
>based safety bars save me
>duck out from under bar, un load weights, and finish my 3 set giving zero fucks
You have to push your limits sometimes, even if it means failing.
Bro, I can relate to that yo yo life. 2 "fats" ago, I said I would never ever let myself get fat again. Here I am back at 250. At least I've been lifting and don't look like a total slug. If I could just eat like a normal human and not try to fill my emotional deficits with food, I'd look bretty good
The first time I gave it up probably because I got a gf, and I also went to university. Went from living with my gym bro where we would always encourage each other etc to going to uni where it was just binge drinking and junk food.
The second time, when I went from 250-365 was during my masters. I tried to fight it since I'd lost it all during my final year of undergrad. But I was at a much better uni with much higher standard. I couldn't deal with everything so used chocolate as my coping mechanism.
>Squatting 1 plate
>Down we go
>Get pinned under bar and a strongfat manlet helps me
>Tell him thanks while patting his head
>Realise how weird I am being so I go sit down to sort of look like I am in control
>Realise I am really hurt but I try and hobble around the gym stretching to look like I am fine
>Hobble out of the gym going my stretches and go home in pain
>See him a week later
>Says hi and asks I am okay
>Respond I have no idea who he is and what he is talking about
>We see each other every time at the gym now
>He knows that I know that I know that he knows he helped me
>i am in to deep now and will never speak to him even if he tries
OP if your plates are sliding then you have shit form and imbalances in your legs/hips/core/shoulders/somewhere. Deload and learn how to do the lift properly before you seriously hurt yourself
>be beginner, benching 1pl8
>complete 3 sets of 3
>attempt 4th set, fail third rep
>pinned under the bar
>tilt the bar in an attempt to make a plate slide off
>plate hits the ground while still on the bar
>two guys come over and help get the bar off me
>at the dumbell rack
>during the gym's busiest hours
>carrying 75 lb. dbs
>the rack was crowded, started shuffling through--it was the only way!
>bump into qt girl
>pick up db and walk away
>"What the fuck you just broke my phone!"
>it was oblilerated in every way possible--cellphones aren't dumbbell proof
>she gives me the worst stank eye possible
>and then her (maybe) 5'6" boyfriend steps in
>"What the fuck, bro. You'll have to pay for that."
>he starts getting confrontational, actually shoving me around, which was kind of awkward since I'm 6'4"
>i ask him to stop, and I restrain myself from reacting
>but he's not stopping, and he's still pushing--as if I'm about to shell out the cash on the spot or something
>he's making a scene, people are looking at the both of us
>this is getting awkward and very embarassing
>he's still shoving and acting combative
>lose my own composure
>tell him to calm the fuck down and give him a shove
>there was a bench behind him, he falls over
>now he's on the ground and calling me a motherfucker, his gf is calling me an asshole
>leave gym and never come back
My autism melts steel beams
>aiming for a PR
>bench is next to a lying leg press machine
>cardio bunny is leg pressing the air, there's almost no weight there
>all set up for that sweet, sweet new PR
>hands on barbell
>but no barbell up
>shit is too heavy, never did the roll of shame before
>tilt barbell to one side
>the side with the girl in the leg press
>the wrong side
>260lb of iron crashing down the floor right next to her head
>one of the plates actually rolls around and gently touches her ear
>well, not so gently
>she's so scared she gets off the machine without using the safety things
>her baby weight also crashes down
>3 PTs run in to see what the fuck happened
>they see me red as a beet from embarrassment, cardio bunny has her hand over her ear
>I explain what happened
>apologize to the girl
>the next day the bench was moved elsewhere, to make sure it will never hurt anyone ever again
I think she was reborn that day. I still feel bad about it.
>Doing 385 for four reps at 165
>Feeling pretty good
>Decide to increase it up to 405 for one or two reps
>Set myself up
>Do that retarded twerking motion before lifting it up
>Starting to lift it off the ground until I feel it
>my asshole started to sing its sonnet of shit
>It was so loud I heard it through my headphones
>I locked out and glanced nervously around the platform seeing if anyone was looking
>I'm sure glad the gym was fucking packed today as I saw about ten people looking at me with various looks of disgust and grimaces
>Then I smelt it
>oh yeah, I fucking dealt that motherfucker
>I felt myself go red and dropped the weight
>"Yeah that's why you don't Taco Bell hahaha"
>Jesus fucking christ kill me now
>me when I was a skinny little 70kg bitch
>doing BB lunges at 60kg
>last set, complet failure on 8th rep, stuck at the bottom of the lunge
>no one else in gym, start screaming for trainer
>starting to freak because im imagining borken leg or broken neck
>trainer comes over and helps me out
>embarassed as shit, trainer shaking head
The day I learnt to use safety bars
>Working on lats
>Asian manlet asks if im using the bench
>"i'll let you live!!!" comes out my mouth
>Cue everyone around me confused
>Honestly confused my self
I count in my native tongue so I think my brain was stuck in a limbo language zone and I just wanted to say "Sure bro, have at it!" instead I threaten the poor men in front of a busy gym . :( I get disgust looks at the gym now but deep down Im nice. Slav genetics hurt me that day.
First of all: Why was her phone on the ground at the gym? That's partially her fault. Even still, the guy was a douche for expecting you to be able to just hand over 900 dollars on the spot. Should have pushed him harder
Good thing we have this 6'3" masterrace reporting in
I did the exact same thing with 225 last week. I did a rep then went for a pause rep, but couldn't do it. I just let the bar slide off my back onto the safeties. Made a big noise, but no one cared.
it's just a safety thing isn't it though? for unplanned stuff. you don't know what might happen, a sneeze or something makes you jump and then you're glad you've got clips on. that's how i look at it anyway t b h
don't touch the bar if you need to sneeze.
But in terms of safety in general, not clipping bench is safer than clipping it because the roll of shame is actually very dangerous and you're better off dumping the plates to one side then the other. Squats are debatable but unless you're extremely unbalanced you shouldn't need them. There's literally no reason at all to clip deadlifts unless the bar is bending so much that they ight fall off but you'd have to be a world-class lifter to have that problem. Everything that goes over your head needs to have clips though.
You're stupid. OHP doesn't need collars. Deadlifts do so the plates, that never fit absolutely perfectly, don't walk.
And squats do because there is invariably left/right movement of the bar when you walk it back out, and the plates could slide during that.
Or you could just bench inside the power rack you had better goddamn have if you're lifting at home. Set the safeties to a height that's above your chest when lying flat, but out of the way when you do your arch for the actual lift. This is 100% the only way to guarantee you don't end up with a heavy bar on your chest/neck, even if you somehow lose your grip and legitimately drop the thing.
Oh no, how embarrassing. How can you look your gf in the eyes ever again?
also, ive struggled some reps on bench without collars that were pretty sloppy, crooked, and diagonal on the way up and the plates still stayed put. i cant imagine the sort of tilt that would require collars to keep the plates on.
>walk near someone jump roping
>for some reason he sharply moved
>whips me on accident
>horrible pain that i try to hide
>he stops jump roping and looks so fucking horrified
>i actually said "sorry" as i walked off embarrassed
>be me 18 y/o self (2 years ago)
>just started lifting, thought i was hot sit
>drunk af, friend has good sized home gym
>go to do flatbench dumbbell press with 50's
>kick them up with way too much velocity
>dumbbells fly over my head and I fall off the bench
>everyone laughs but nobody says anything because they were all even more dyel than i was at the time.
There you go OP, feel better.
first thought I had was if I was in that situation and a 6'4 giant, I wouldve def shifted the blame onto her for leaving her shitty selfie machine on the ground, arent bitches supposed to hold them all the time? Good on you for asserting your dominance even when it wasnt the best way