It's how dirty girls get CLEAN...

You know, blame advertising for this one. I can't talk about cleans, or clean and jerks, or squat cleans, or what have you without thinking of those STUPID Axe bodywash/hair gel/body spray commercials. It's how dirty boys get clean... yuck! Dirty boys really just need a hose and a freakin' pine smell car freshener! Ah, well... anyway... so guess what WE worked on today? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Aha! You're right! It was push-ups! Fooooooooolllleedddd you... we really actually worked on cleans today. Ah yes, working on cleans is how dirty girls get clean. ;) LOL.

Today was a max clean day. I missed the last max clean day because I think I had done something stupid the day before... oh that's right. I fell into a plyo box and it ATE my shin. I'm not bitter or anything, but again... off topic. (Are you really surprised... come on now... this IS me we're talking about here.) Anyhoo, today, max cleans... yes... right. I did some rope climbs and a little bit o' jump rope to get the 'ol heart rate jumpin', and then we had a quick review of the cleans before we jumped in and started throwing weight on the bar. I was trying to be conservative and feel good before I moved up to fast, and this is what my numbers looked like.

55 X 5
85 X 3
95 X 1
105 X 1
115 X 1
125 X 1
130 X 1
135 X 1
140 X 1
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)
145 X 1 (F)

I'm not kidding you. I really attempted 145 that many times today. It may have actually been more, but I lost count because I was so freakin' frustrated. I could get the bar to my shoulders and couldn't ride it up. I was so mad. Jerry noticed that when I got to 145 I was jumping VERY far forward of the tape line where I started. I'm not sure why I started to do that. It may have been fatigue, because in all honesty, I was a little tired by the end of things, but regardless, it was making me sooooo mad. 140 is a PR tie, but not a new PR. I haven't worked cleans in a while, and really I should be happy with this, but I got so frustrated with that stupid 145 that it's hard to be happy. I know I have a 145 pull in me, maybe a 150, but I just can't land it. FRUSTRATING!!!!! GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRR...