echo419
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so about a month ago I had a powerlifting meet and I had been(and still do) feel like to total shit. no energy and just flat. so I was looking for a little "pop".
so I went on 50mg(I'm pretty sure but now that I think about it I could be wrong) a day for 2 weeks. going into day #12 I didn't feel a lick of different. weight was moving a bit better the first week but not much as I was only hitting openers for the meet and wasn't pushing any serious weight.
(Note: I'm rounding down on the weights because they were in kilos and I don't remember the exact #'s)
Day #13. this is where it gets interesting. my appetite disappeared. straight up gone. In fact since I was so busy at work I didn't even notice that I wasn't hungry and not eating. fast forward to meet day. I couldn't get anymore down than half an egg sandwich and a Redline. yes I know the redline was a bad idea but I was wiped out and need something. well that didn't help. I felt jittery and all kinds of weak. seriously I didn't think I'd even be able to do my warm ups.
so I opened with 620(squat). Even in my weak feeling state 620 didn't feel like anything. of course my mind wasn't in it so I cut it a bit high and got 2 red lights. next was 660. I damn near fell over with it on my way down because my balance was all kinds of out of wack from not eating and energy drink stims. at this point I was beyond grumpy. I forgot to mention that my grumpyness began at about day 11. I was not a pleasant person to be around. I knew why everything was pissing me off so I could control my response but the feeling was there. hell people smiling at me made me mad, "what the f*ck are you so happy about? can't you see I don't want to talk to you?" is what I was thinking. I digress. so I figure to hell with it! I don't want to be here. I hate everyone and I feel like shit. might as well go for broke.
710. a 60lb PR for my squat in the gym and a 90lb PR for meets. now this is going to sound retarded as well but it wasn't even difficult. of course I cut it a little more than an inch high but my friends told me that it looked like 315 that I just popped high for a warm up.
so I bombed out of the meet and feel like total ass. not a great day. but as far as strength gains this is by far the most potent thing I've ever done. I didn't feel strong for shit but holy hell was I. it's insane. that being said I'll probably never do it again. I'd rather struggle with the weight than pop it, miss and feel like shit. crazy stiff kids.
p.s. my urine looked like rust after about 3 days in. probably not a good sign. lol
so I went on 50mg(I'm pretty sure but now that I think about it I could be wrong) a day for 2 weeks. going into day #12 I didn't feel a lick of different. weight was moving a bit better the first week but not much as I was only hitting openers for the meet and wasn't pushing any serious weight.
(Note: I'm rounding down on the weights because they were in kilos and I don't remember the exact #'s)
Day #13. this is where it gets interesting. my appetite disappeared. straight up gone. In fact since I was so busy at work I didn't even notice that I wasn't hungry and not eating. fast forward to meet day. I couldn't get anymore down than half an egg sandwich and a Redline. yes I know the redline was a bad idea but I was wiped out and need something. well that didn't help. I felt jittery and all kinds of weak. seriously I didn't think I'd even be able to do my warm ups.
so I opened with 620(squat). Even in my weak feeling state 620 didn't feel like anything. of course my mind wasn't in it so I cut it a bit high and got 2 red lights. next was 660. I damn near fell over with it on my way down because my balance was all kinds of out of wack from not eating and energy drink stims. at this point I was beyond grumpy. I forgot to mention that my grumpyness began at about day 11. I was not a pleasant person to be around. I knew why everything was pissing me off so I could control my response but the feeling was there. hell people smiling at me made me mad, "what the f*ck are you so happy about? can't you see I don't want to talk to you?" is what I was thinking. I digress. so I figure to hell with it! I don't want to be here. I hate everyone and I feel like shit. might as well go for broke.
710. a 60lb PR for my squat in the gym and a 90lb PR for meets. now this is going to sound retarded as well but it wasn't even difficult. of course I cut it a little more than an inch high but my friends told me that it looked like 315 that I just popped high for a warm up.
so I bombed out of the meet and feel like total ass. not a great day. but as far as strength gains this is by far the most potent thing I've ever done. I didn't feel strong for shit but holy hell was I. it's insane. that being said I'll probably never do it again. I'd rather struggle with the weight than pop it, miss and feel like shit. crazy stiff kids.
p.s. my urine looked like rust after about 3 days in. probably not a good sign. lol