Excerpt From Dave Tate's Training Log 12/12/12
ability noun 1. the ability to read and write: capacity, capability, potential, potentiality, power, faculty, aptness, facility; wherewithal, means. 2. the president's leadership ability: talent, skill, expertise, adeptness, aptitude, skillfulness, savoir faire, prowess, mastery, accomplishment; competence, proficiency; dexterity, adroitness, deftness, cleverness, flair, finesse, gift, knack, genius; qualification, resources; informal know-how.Bread Crumbs
Yesterday I posted the results from my last three MRIs. There were several reasons why I did this, with the biggest being "bread crumbs." I think it's important when keeping a training log to let the readers know why you are training, what adversities you face, and then show how you deal with them and move forward. Leaving "bread crumbs" the readers can follow. I will share more about my issues, treatment, and modifications in my log as my journey continues, but I do not want to use this post to focus on this. Instead, I want to focus on what happened after I posted my results. Throughout the day, I received emails from many veteran Powerlifters (whom I will not name, but many are very well known for their amazing accomplishments). These emails were along the lines of support, but they also began sharing their own stories and MRI results. When I say I received some emails it was MANY more than you would think. No doubt we all paid a price for the years we put into the sport. Before I continue, I feel that I need to make some statements: *Not everyone will end up a train wreck. *There are many factors that play into this including family history, bodyweight carried over the years, years under the bar, and many others that I am sure every specialist in the world will point out. I have been around long enough to know that many will say that my training is the main reason. Others will say it was nutrition, and some will say it's all about bone structure, family history, multi-ply gear, not taking MSN, not using a specific mobility program... you name it, I have heard it.The Truth
Here is the truth: When you spend three decades doing essentially the same movements over and over, training hard and heavy, weighing close to 300 pounds, and training around and through injuries, you will pay a price. A very quick guess would indicate that over the past 30 years, I have performed over 6,000 training sessions. (This is based on a low average of four sessions per week, but I spent years training 10 sessions per week). Out of these 6,000 sessions, I have performed, on average, way more than one million loaded repetitions. While I'm not 100% sure, I do not think our joints were made for this. I also feel that how hard you push yourself is a big factor. HOWEVER - MANY - MANY - MANY lifters do get away with it, and this is where I feel that your family history and bone structure come into play. But the thing is, there are MANY factors that all come into play—there is no way you can point to just one and say, "that's it." When I am asked why this happened, the only real answer is: a lot of reasons. This brings up the next BIG question that has been part of all these conversations and emails... Was it worth it? and... Why do we keep doing it? I think this is very personal for everyone, but I would be lying if I said I hadn't asked myself this questions many times over the past few months. Last week when I was driving home from getting the results of my third MRI, my mind was in a haze. Each MRI got worse. While I knew they were not going to be good and was expected worse, it still sucks when you are smacked in the face with the reality of the situation. Years ago, I used to joke with others lifters about how it didn't matter how I would feel when I was 40 or 50 years old, and if I pushed hard enough, I hoped that all of my joints would need to be replaced. Whatever it takes! This was an awesome philosophy back then. Now that I am looking at the possibility of this, I'm not quit sure how I feel about it. I sure as hell am not as excited about it as I once was, but I would also be lying if I said I didn't realize that there would be a price to pay. Was it worth it?Midway through my drive home "The Dance" by Garth Brooks came on the radio.
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
