Here is a brief write up of Central Georgia's Strongest Man March 19, 2011 in Macon,GA. This is a little late, but better late than never.
About 5am. Central Saturday morning my car was loaded down with all the things necessary to survive a long hot day at a strongman show. I was sipping coffee and waiting on my training partner, Will, to arrive and we would begin the long trek to Macon for my 4th and his 1st strongman contest.
At 5:05am my beloved 3yo daughter began crying and vomiting in her bed and my wife and I found ourselves calming her down and cleaning her up. We went through two sets of sheets and two mattress covers in about 20 minutes.
At 5:30am I held my wilted flower of a child in my arms and rocked her while her mama got her some fresh PJ's and, frankly, any desire I had to drive two hours and spend all day beating myself to death on strongman implements went right out the window.
At 5:35am I reluctantly and guiltfully decided to go. And that is how my Saturday began, beat before I even left the house.
Once we arrived at the venue in Macon, I started feeling up to it, got to see some old friends and meet a few new ones. I along with Jim "The Tennessee Oak" Whisman and Brad "The World's Strongest Bama Fan" Stanford made ourselves a tent city with our pop-up canopies and began warming up.
The thing get started and it's my turn on the press medley. Now, I'm a terrible presser, so my expectations were realistic. I just wanted to Get one or two implements and call it a day, preferably the lightest two implements. Which were a 245lb. log and and 220lb. keg. I should have been a lock for either if not both. The plan was to take my last place point and move on. The whistle blows I clean the 245lb. log and I pop it off my chest and it stalls... after two more attempts I can't lock it out. My shoulder just won't do it, and after an awkward clean on the keg my back already began clamping up. I was already low, and my day wasn't getting any better, and frankly had not a host of Auburn folks showed up to watch I would have likely withdrawn. But thanks to some friends talking me up, I stayed with it, tied for second in the deadlift, pulled a bus a reasonable distance, flipped a tire a few times, and did what I usually do on stones. I'm fairly confident I finished last, again, but at least I was out there.
My training partner Will faired much better and finished 1st in the Novice Heavy Weights. We made the long drive home relived the days events. It was a good day.
Below are a few highlights, enjoy.