Ok,
So the meet was in Arizona. That place is a shit hole! It was on a reservation.
1. food sucked
2. room at hotel was just fucked up, shower didn't work, handi cap balconey had a BEAUTIFUL view of the dumpsters!!!
3. meet was in a casino that had smoking, so i was around smoke the whole time.
4. nothing was close
5. they lost my care package with all my meet prep stuff
Ok so the meet. I took 1st. I had a small warm up room with 1 platform. All the raw little guys had hissy fits that the bigger guys were warming up and going heavier than 225. It was nuts. Alot of fights broke out, more yelling than anything. This kid had his dad in th back making sure hi lil 181 pound son got top treatment....retarded!!! This premadona was just in the fuckin way. All the warm ups got rushed.
I went bar, 135,225,315,405,495 RAW!!
Then shirt, 495, and opener at 567.5
We had to wet my shirt with ICE water and it was cold in the event room...it's a casino in the desert so it had the ac blasting. I took my opener and tweeked/tore my left pec. It hasn't bleed yet but it feels like a strain.
Opener got 3 reds cause I twisted my shit.
I freaked and took it on my 2nd attempt and nailed it!!!
Took 600 on my 3rd. We pulled my shirt down to give me more protection on my pec and just couldn't touch. So I had them take it. Finished with my opener. Beat the other 2 guys in my class with just my opener.
The next biggest gear bench was 10# heavier than me by a 308 pounder...not bad.
Now next worlds and really breaking in my shirt. Not bad hitting 567 in a new shirt, pulled pec, and a broken leg