Thursday, March 13, 2014
Training - 12th & 13th March 2014
12th March:
Snatch Balance: Upto 135x3x3
Front Squat: 215x5x3
Snatch Pull: 135,145,155 x 3 w/ rebend. 165x2x2, 175x2x2 w/o rebend
Ab Wheel 3x
13th March
Snatch: 135x3x2, 145x1
"Power" Clean and Jerk: Single up to 185x1+1
Power Clean and Push Press: 135x3x 1+3
GHR: 5x5
Rows: 120x5x5
Ab Wheel 3x
Monday, March 10, 2014
Training - 10th March 2014
Back Squat: 5/3/1 @ (230/240/250, 240/250/260, 250/260/270)
Snatch Pull off Blocks: 3x3 @ (135,145,155) w/ rebend 4x2 @ (165,165,175,175) 135x4x3 w/ 3 posn pause
Ab Wheel 3x + Dips 3x
Totally meant to do Rows/GHR today...But my god did those squats take a lot out of me. In hindsight it was a big jump, but that 250x5 and 260x3 sets were real grinders!
But awesome progress being made. 250 was a heavy single at the beginning of this term :P
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Training - 6th & 8th March
6th March:
Power Snatch + Snatch: 135x3x2
Power Clean + Clean + Jerk: 165x4x(2+1)
Ab Wheel 3x
8th March:
Back Squat: 230x2x6, 210x3x8
Behind the neck Sn.Grip Press: 75x5x6
Ab Wheel 3x
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Training - 5th March 2014
Snatch Balance: Upto 135x3x3
Front Squat: 210x5x3
Snatch Pull: w/rebend: 135x2x3, 145x1x3, 155x1x3 w/o rebend: 165x2x2, 175x2x2
Rows: 120x5x10
Monday, March 3, 2014
Training - 3rd March 2014
Back Squat: 3x(5/3/1) @ (225/235/245, 235/245/255, 245/255/265)
Snatch Pull: 135,145,155 x 3 w/ rebend. Upto 175x2x2, then 135x3x3 (3 position pause)
Glute Ham Raise 5x5
Man...that was tiring.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Training - 24th, 26th & 28th February, 1st March
24th Feb:
Back Squat - 225x2x6, 205x3x8
Snatch Pull off blocks: 135x3x3, upto 175, 135x4x3 w/ 3 position pauses
Rows: 105x5x10
Glute Ham Raise: 5x5
Ab Wheel 3x
26th Feb:
Snatch Balance: Upto 135x3x3
Front Squat: 205x5x3
Snatch Pull: 135x3x3, upto 175
28th Feb:
Snatch: Single up to 145
Clean and Jerk: 165x4x (2+1)
1st March:
Back Squat: 5x3
This feels like deja-vu, but here I am updating a weeks worth of training on here yet again!
Oh well. It's hard to get in a routine with school, I almost always end up getting distracted by the friends when I get home and I completely forget to update the blog! :(
Back Squat - 225x2x6, 205x3x8
Snatch Pull off blocks: 135x3x3, upto 175, 135x4x3 w/ 3 position pauses
Rows: 105x5x10
Glute Ham Raise: 5x5
Ab Wheel 3x
26th Feb:
Snatch Balance: Upto 135x3x3
Front Squat: 205x5x3
Snatch Pull: 135x3x3, upto 175
28th Feb:
Snatch: Single up to 145
Clean and Jerk: 165x4x (2+1)
1st March:
Back Squat: 5x3
This feels like deja-vu, but here I am updating a weeks worth of training on here yet again!
Oh well. It's hard to get in a routine with school, I almost always end up getting distracted by the friends when I get home and I completely forget to update the blog! :(
The Saga of Zammar the Great #7: Candahar pt.4
Story Recap:
Brenda Ansari, known as Ren, found out after the destruction of her home that she was in fact descended from an ancient line of kings. As such, she was the now rightful queen of the single kingdom that represented unity in a shattered world. With the recent threat of the Und'kal aliens, it was more critical than ever for her to assimilate the lands and allow mankind to stand in united resistance. With Zammar, and Tristan, she escaped the ruins of her home to travel across The Dragon Peak mountain range and warn other nations. Unfortunately, they reached the city of Kampalla too late, as it had been razed to the ground by a horde of vicious Und'kal.
Soon after arriving in The Blacklands city of Candahar, Ren found comfort in the company of an old warrior. The man was a change from the otherwise harsh atmosphere that the city had greeted the Queen with, reassuring her of her purpose. However, their talk was cut short by the sound of war drums. The same horde of Und'kal that had razed Kampalla had finally set their eyes upon Candahar, and now descend upon the city in bloodthirsty ferocity.
Ren sat at the end of a mahogany table in a long, windowless room. The multitude of oil lamps hanging around the walls cast it in a dim orange glow, constantly flickering against the shadows of the people that sat around her. Zammar was by her side, across from the two chiefs. Two elder men sat along the length of the table, and across from them were two elder women. Sprawled across the table was a map detailing the layout of Candahar in the gentle valley, showing a thick blue line that represented the coursing way of the Arghan river behind the semi circular city. It was pretty clear that the desolate desert stretched out for a long way in every direction. Zammar and Abejide were staring at the map intently, searching desperately for any saving grace.
"The walls are weak, and this geography is no help - these low hills will not prevent the Und'kal from surrounding us on all three sides." Zammar commented, indicating to the terrain details solemnly. His presence seemed to add an enormous air of safety and awe to the room, as if in here they were immune to the enormous horde of monsters that charged from the west. Ren certainly felt much more comfortable with him by her side.
Abejide sighed with finality. "Indeed, Candahar's policy has always been one to attack, and make that our defense. This city was never made to withstand a siege of this scale."
"Our armies are strong. We should be able to hold off for a long time in front of the city...The enemy will already be weakened by their attack on Kampalla. Maybe, with the help of the gods, we can destroy them...Otherwise, we should be able to cripple their forces enough to allow the pharaoh to take care of it." Chief Hirat added confidently. She was a tall, very well muscled woman. Her long, dark hair fell behind a lean and sharp face in a single, thick braid. The leopard skin sash running across her torso did not do much to hide the giant breasts and their large, dark nipples. The woman seemed to exude an infinite supply of pheromones, her sexual energy was unreal. Ren kept glancing at Zammar, relieved to see that Hirat's eye bashing and advances seemed to have no effect on the man.
"The lads were telling me that their force looks numberless...Either Kampalla hardly fought, or the enemy received reinforcements." Elder Chima, an old man with a long red and white beard, said in a defeated voice.
"The Und'kal are not just individually strong, but they also hold the advantage in numbers. I do not expect a miracle in Candahar, especially if the force is of the same size as that which sieged Torst." Zammar said, his beautiful voice unfitting for words of such finality.
Brenda Ansari, known as Ren, found out after the destruction of her home that she was in fact descended from an ancient line of kings. As such, she was the now rightful queen of the single kingdom that represented unity in a shattered world. With the recent threat of the Und'kal aliens, it was more critical than ever for her to assimilate the lands and allow mankind to stand in united resistance. With Zammar, and Tristan, she escaped the ruins of her home to travel across The Dragon Peak mountain range and warn other nations. Unfortunately, they reached the city of Kampalla too late, as it had been razed to the ground by a horde of vicious Und'kal.
Soon after arriving in The Blacklands city of Candahar, Ren found comfort in the company of an old warrior. The man was a change from the otherwise harsh atmosphere that the city had greeted the Queen with, reassuring her of her purpose. However, their talk was cut short by the sound of war drums. The same horde of Und'kal that had razed Kampalla had finally set their eyes upon Candahar, and now descend upon the city in bloodthirsty ferocity.
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Ren sat at the end of a mahogany table in a long, windowless room. The multitude of oil lamps hanging around the walls cast it in a dim orange glow, constantly flickering against the shadows of the people that sat around her. Zammar was by her side, across from the two chiefs. Two elder men sat along the length of the table, and across from them were two elder women. Sprawled across the table was a map detailing the layout of Candahar in the gentle valley, showing a thick blue line that represented the coursing way of the Arghan river behind the semi circular city. It was pretty clear that the desolate desert stretched out for a long way in every direction. Zammar and Abejide were staring at the map intently, searching desperately for any saving grace.
"The walls are weak, and this geography is no help - these low hills will not prevent the Und'kal from surrounding us on all three sides." Zammar commented, indicating to the terrain details solemnly. His presence seemed to add an enormous air of safety and awe to the room, as if in here they were immune to the enormous horde of monsters that charged from the west. Ren certainly felt much more comfortable with him by her side.
Abejide sighed with finality. "Indeed, Candahar's policy has always been one to attack, and make that our defense. This city was never made to withstand a siege of this scale."
"Our armies are strong. We should be able to hold off for a long time in front of the city...The enemy will already be weakened by their attack on Kampalla. Maybe, with the help of the gods, we can destroy them...Otherwise, we should be able to cripple their forces enough to allow the pharaoh to take care of it." Chief Hirat added confidently. She was a tall, very well muscled woman. Her long, dark hair fell behind a lean and sharp face in a single, thick braid. The leopard skin sash running across her torso did not do much to hide the giant breasts and their large, dark nipples. The woman seemed to exude an infinite supply of pheromones, her sexual energy was unreal. Ren kept glancing at Zammar, relieved to see that Hirat's eye bashing and advances seemed to have no effect on the man.
"The lads were telling me that their force looks numberless...Either Kampalla hardly fought, or the enemy received reinforcements." Elder Chima, an old man with a long red and white beard, said in a defeated voice.
"The Und'kal are not just individually strong, but they also hold the advantage in numbers. I do not expect a miracle in Candahar, especially if the force is of the same size as that which sieged Torst." Zammar said, his beautiful voice unfitting for words of such finality.
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