what a difference a rest makes

after a (successful) struggle to lift 305 last wed, i spent the remaining days (sans thu night climbing) eating junk food, drinking beer, sitting on my deadlift-hardened but beer-softened muscular/fat ass, and generally not taxing myself in any activity not related to reading the meter.

as a result, today, as part of my new "attempt max deadlifts whenever i feel like it as long as it's before wednesday" routine, i lifted 310 without much struggle. it's a straight shot from here on out, to 400, no doubt, as long as i can adhere to my strict regimen of beer, pizza, and no longer being able to fit into pants.

hooray for goals and good health!