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Getbig Main Boards => Gossip & Opinions => Topic started by: The Italian Lifter on March 26, 2015, 02:53:25 PM
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I'm not talking about poundages (since every getbigger can bench 600+), but seriously which is the one you still remember maybe after years for terrible and savage effort?
Mine was a few years back with 20 reps deadlifts, can almost still feel the pain and thirst for air now
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Leg workouts hands down.
Squatting 225 for 55 was very difficult, but oh so gratifying.
I remember triple setting extensions, leg press, then squats with no rest in between... 5x total. I could not walk for a week.
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First time doing a Smolov squat routine (mesocycle&intense cycle only).
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Our strongman circuits.
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I walk into the gym on a sunday morning. The gym is dimly lit, there is no heat on and its 10 degrees outside. The iron is cold to the touch. The machines are old and rustic, just the way I like them. Paint chips off of the machines, and there is about an inch of dust on them. I begin to warm up with some light dumbbell work, stretching my muscles to prepare them for the battle ahead. A few guys are also in the gym with me. Other beasts, so to speak, though we do not like to brag about this. The work out starts off with weighted pull-ups, 6 sets. I complete these with pure exhaustion, then walk over to the dumbbell rack. The dumbbells from the 100s to the 190s have dust all over them, which means they are never used. I pick up the 100's and bang out 15, then work my way up to the 180's for 12 solid reps. As I walk by, another lift stares at me intensely and says, "No guts, no glory." I nod my head in approval. I then head over to the t-bar row machine and put on 4 45 plates and bang out 12 reps. After my first set, I take a trip over to the sandbox to puke. The owner, a hardcore older man built this sandbox for us to puke in. We call it, "The Dumpster." I then go back and add on a few more plates, working my way up to 7 45 plates for a sloppy 8 reps, but at this point, the form does not matter. Its just gut grinding work. I then proceed to complete barbell rows by piling on 3 45's on each side for 10 reps, and work my way up to 4-5 plates per side. Cant really remember, as I blacked out. They dumped water on my face to help me regain consciousness. Then I finish off the workout with a brutal superset of latpulldowns with dumbbell pullovers. After the 4th superset, I make my way to "The Dumpster" to throw up my muscle tech pre-workout shake. My work out is complete. I enter the locker and sit down and begin to ponder why I do this to myself. I take a long look in the mirror, reflect on my workout, and fully realize, like the Buddha, that I was made different from the average person. This is my burden. I begin to walk out the front door and the owner looks at me and says, "Respect." I say, "Right back at ya, buddy" and go home.
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first time doing lunges
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The once a decade 20-rep squat session that I do.
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deadlifting 475 for 13 reps. rest pause reps.
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deadlifting 475 for 13 reps. rest pause reps.
That's a tough one to beat.
Big reps & poundage.
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I walk into the gym on a sunday morning. The gym is dimly lit, there is no heat on and its 10 degrees outside. The iron is cold to the touch. The machines are old and rustic, just the way I like them. Paint chips off of the machines, and there is about an inch of dust on them. I begin to warm up with some light dumbbell work, stretching my muscles to prepare them for the battle ahead. A few guys are also in the gym with me. Other beasts, so to speak, though we do not like to brag about this. The work out starts off with weighted pull-ups, 6 sets. I complete these with pure exhaustion, then walk over to the dumbbell rack. The dumbbells from the 100s to the 190s have dust all over them, which means they are never used. I pick up the 100's and bang out 15, then work my way up to the 180's for 12 solid reps. As I walk by, another lift stares at me intensely and says, "No guts, no glory." I nod my head in approval. I then head over to the t-bar row machine and put on 4 45 plates and bang out 12 reps. After my first set, I take a trip over to the sandbox to puke. The owner, a hardcore older man built this sandbox for us to puke in. We call it, "The Dumpster." I then go back and add on a few more plates, working my way up to 7 45 plates for a sloppy 8 reps, but at this point, the form does not matter. Its just gut grinding work. I then proceed to complete barbell rows by piling on 3 45's on each side for 10 reps, and work my way up to 4-5 plates per side. Cant really remember, as I blacked out. They dumped water on my face to help me regain consciousness. Then I finish off the workout with a brutal superset of latpulldowns with dumbbell pullovers. After the 4th superset, I make my way to "The Dumpster" to throw up my muscle tech pre-workout shake. My work out is complete. I enter the locker and sit down and begin to ponder why I do this to myself. I take a long look in the mirror, reflect on my workout, and fully realize, like the Buddha, that I was made different from the average person. This is my burden. I begin to walk out the front door and the owner looks at me and says, "Respect." I say, "Right back at ya, buddy" and go home.
Good read, would buy your autobiography :D
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when i was young and dumber, i passed out a few times from working myself into the ground. 50 plus rep squats with 225 to finish a w/o. two hour w/o after a long wrestling practice. at college played basketball, softball, boxed lifted weights all day long zonked out good after that.. ::) ::) ::) ::) :'( :'( :'( :'( :-\ :-\ :-\ :-\
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One set of 20 rep breathing squats with 405
Almost killed me. Only did it once
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Getting up at 5 in the morning too run suicides and do plyometrics after not doing anything for months. My football coach in college killed us in the off season i remember throwing up in the hallway thinking I was going to die. The weight training was brutal too.
Also doing ladders during track practice. 200,400,600,800 repeat 3-4 times. Sucked ass. I use to run the 400, 4x400, 800, 800x4 all in one meet. I was the work horse. I did more hard work in one day then most people do in their lives.
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High reps squats as done by the great J.C. Hise. My hardest sessions were my most satisfying under the squat bar.
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Squats 315 x 25, 365 x 20, 385 x 15, 405 x 12 hardest workout I can remember. 315 x 32 reps was a hard day also
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Squats 315 x 25, 365 x 20, 385 x 15, 405 x 12 hardest workout I can remember. 315 x 32 reps was a hard day also
Damn, I did 315 for 31 once, glad you posted this first so I didn't get demoralized seeing the 32. Ironically the only reason I did 31 was some other guy did 30 right before me.
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5 plates on hammer strength for 10 reps phil Heath style
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Good read, would buy your autobiography :D
Thank you! Perhaps I shall have to write one!
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I'm currently experiencing my hardesrt workouts.
my training partner is a beast, he's on quite a bit of stuff, and it's brutal trying to keep up with him
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The hardest workout I ever had was during one day in the middle of Summer at a military training base in the South. I figured I walked 25+ miles that day, through the woods, on roads, with a load of gear. Day started off wet and i was soaked. Started off in the woods doing Land Navigation Training for 4-5 hours. That was exhausting in itself. Proceeded to some Urban Combat Training for the next 6 hours, then finished with a 15 miler back to camp. I swear as we started that 15 miler the Sun came out in its full glory and really started fucking with us. As the day went along my feet got more tore up and it was very uncomfortable to walk. My thighs started chaffing halfway through the day and I had nothing to help me minimize the pain. The ruck march home was pure hell. The most painful experience I've ever had. Every step felt like I was tearing the skin of my thighs and feet away. When we finished I could barely walk, the insides of my thighs were covered with blood and my feet were bleeding and blistered.
Oh yeah that one time I hit squats for reps was a bitch too.
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10 sets - 5 pull ups 10 jumping jacks
5 sets - max pull ups - 20 squats w weight
5 sets - max pulls ups - 10 pull downs - 20 thrusters - 20 MJDB #2 - 20 Squats - 20 Lunges
2 sets - 50 crunches - 50 rev crunches - 50 left crunch - 50 right crunch - 1 min plank
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The hardest workout I ever had was during one day in the middle of Summer at a military training base in the South. I figured I walked 25+ miles that day, through the woods, on roads, with a load of gear. Day started off wet and i was soaked. Started off in the woods doing Land Navigation Training for 4-5 hours. That was exhausting in itself. Proceeded to some Urban Combat Training for the next 6 hours, then finished with a 15 miler back to camp. I swear as we started that 15 miler the Sun came out in its full glory and really started fucking with us. As the day went along my feet got more tore up and it was very uncomfortable to walk. My thighs started chaffing halfway through the day and I had nothing to help me minimize the pain. The ruck march home was pure hell. The most painful experience I've ever had. Every step felt like I was tearing the skin of my thighs and feet away. When we finished I could barely walk, the insides of my thighs were covered with blood and my feet were bleeding and blistered.
This is not a workout. It may be hard, but it's not a workout.
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Awesome to see a lot of people having done some higher rep squats with decent poundage, hard to beat in terms of mental fortitude and difficulty levels.
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kegels pc x 100
bc x 100
hold each squeeze for 5sec
proceed to drink hydrolyzed wehy protein shakes and indian curry for maximum anabolism to sphincter muscles.
diahreea kegels
pain is weakness leaving the body
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Damn, I did 315 for 31 once, glad you posted this first so I didn't get demoralized seeing the 32. Ironically the only reason I did 31 was some other guy did 30 right before me.
I was done at 30 and I told myself it is now or never to break the 30 mark knowing I would never be there again so I just dropped for 2 more screaming reps. I remember it clearly because I was 32 years old at the time. That was 1995. It took around 6-8 high rep sessions to get to that magic 30. 20-25 barrier many times. Power belt and Pro knee wraps. Key was controlling gas exchange and not hype ring at 20.
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Like the o.p said high rep rep deadlifts (used to do 15 then rest a minute and do 8 to 10 rather than straight 20) but this one session was a Sunday lunchtime at work and had doubled up on pre workout caffeine as was tired that day,I swear I could feel my heart beating just standing there as if my whole body was beating with it, thought I was going to have a heart attack
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also one week ago 20 reps with 330lbs on deadlift. Paused reps, no bounce, no straps.
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pete rubbish did 605 for 16 few weeks ago.
That's a tough one to beat.
Big reps & poundage.
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After 5 year of only eating lifting squatin, me and my friend (several national and world champion in benchpress -105 class) got the bright idea to do hill running, intervalls....
We both got deathly pile and out of breath and thought this was the last day of ouer lifes...my friend went to the store to buy juice 10 minutes away...but he couldent make it, was forced to lay down on the grass for 20 minutes and rest, and then come back :D
My mother got scared when i came home...
We where 19 years old and we will remember for the rest of ouer lifes...
Had some longer bike rides to 5 houers...when your body shut down, your body shut down...u think u gonna die! Andthen u have 1-1.5h left to go...
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Like the o.p said high rep rep deadlifts (used to do 15 then rest a minute and do 8 to 10 rather than straight 20) but this one session was a Sunday lunchtime at work and had doubled up on pre workout caffeine as was tired that day,I swear I could feel my heart beating just standing there as if my whole body was beating with it, thought I was going to have a heart attack
I experienced the same, remembering that afternoon is like looking at a picture: my training partner was asking if I was having an hearth attack when I was agonizing on the floor lolz
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As for workouts I'm not sure. But I think the most painful exercise I've done is tabatas on the leg press. I wanted to cry. Funnily enough it was harder for me than squat tabatas because my cardio level wasn't a factor so I could push my legs harder.
For anyone that doesn't know tabatas are HIT training, 20 seconds of fast reps, 10 seconds rest x 8. Give it a go.
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Getting out of bed every morning these days is pretty tough... Just saying...
For workouts, I never went insane, just did what i thought was right. I push myself daily when I lift, but not to foolishness levels...
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Way to drunk and trying to have sex.
...a lot of pumping and grunting for not much reward :-\
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post lifting prowler
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Thinking back to high school basketball practices had too be the worst. Our coach was obsessed with conditioning. We ran and ran and ran some more it was awful I dreaded practice. I played football basketball ran track. Football was fun but everything else sucked. Turns you into a man though.
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Normal sleep was about 5 hours but I had to pull one hour guard duty during many nights at a preassigned time. So it might be sleep two hours then one hour guard duty then back to the bunk. This night there was a snow storm going on. We were woken up and told to get dressed and stand in formation outside. The snow storm was brutal. Standing at attention staring straight ahead I watched the snow grow on the shoulders of the guy in front of me. Just when I started to shiver uncontrollably the buck in charge told us to fall out and get back to the bunks. The Sgt. then told us you have two choices if you want to leave, quit or kill yourself. Then he proceeded to give us ways to commit suicide.
We had to practice marching in the morning. As an individual if you had to go anywhere on the grounds you had to run. Meals were short for the six months. They mainly yelled to eat and get out. Many meals were left on the plate. After lunch came a 3 mile run. It wasn't the typical slug run you see in any basic training in military boot but it was fast. Around 7 minute miles. We had 8 hours of school. Then PT. When we were told to do something like push ups it wasn't get down and give me 50. It was timed out for 10 or more minutes. Resting position was at lock out. The ten or fifteen minutes we did them we were screamed out to keep going. Body weight exercise after body weight exercise went like that. Everyone had bloody underwear from their asses rubbing doing situps. Try doing mountain climbers for 15 minutes straight. After that we had our formation 5 mile run. Again the regular military was often on the mile track and we would pass them repeatedly.
From the lack of sleep and the never ending physical stuff we looked like skeletons at the end. The failure rate was around 50% and the selection process for the 100 or so of us was in the thousands. Laugh if you will but I had the mentality that they would have to kill me because I wasn't quitting. Every month was a different added physical training feature. It was swimming, boxing, shooting various weapons, formations fighting drills, no rules submission fighting before anyone in the US ever heard of MMA or jui jitsu, and others. The boxing was only three to four fights but what was worse was the sparing. They would put us in a room and say pair up. Some Sgt. would yell only 75% boots. I don't know if you guys have ever boxed but I don't know how to throw a 75% punch when someone punches me in the face. We would be in the sparring room for an hour and every 10 minutes a whistle would blow and they said to change partners. Toward the end we couldn't keep out hands up and the punches looked like a monkey fucking a football. One guy in our class collapsed and went into a coma. His brain swelled from the repeated blows.
No body but our own Outfit knows what we went through 29 years ago. The serious oldtimers probably had it rougher back in the day. When they film stuff for public consumption of the training it's so sanitized I feel sorry for guys that think they are seeing the real deal. I was on a web site and I was reading the qualification regarding the physical for admittance and it was a joke. Again sanitized for public consumption. I still look at a photo of me at graduation. I look like skin and bones in a uniform but it's pride that no one can take away.