Let me just start by informing ya’ll that we are hosting my side of the families Thanksgiving at our house this year. So what I am getting at is I’
ve got things to get done! Including some semi-important Thanksgiving dinner stuff like getting groceries and thawing the turkey!
Both the kids are down for a nap. I’
ve had two diet cokes, have rewritten my to-do list (twice) and cranked my
iPod up two notches past healthy listening level in hopes of motivating myself to get moving. It’s not working!
So instead I am going to post on the blog, because procrastination is a totally unappreciated art form. I think what I am in need of is a billion dollar bailout. That would probably help getting things rolling. In fact, I’m an easy
pleaser; I would even settle for a half billion.
Anyway…on to the star of this post my Idaho State
Powerlifting Champion husband! In case you are wondering, here is what it takes to be a 1st place/Idaho State Champion
powerlifter: Squat: 400 pounds Bench: 275 pounds
Deadlift: 460 pounds This gave Spence a 1,135 pound total. Spencer lifted in the 148 pound weight class, which means that he lifted seven and half times his weight. I’m not gonna lie, he was a little disappointed that he
didn’t get the 1200 lb. total that he was shooting for. He came down with a bad bug the day before d-day and
didn’t feel that he had all his strength. He had planned on getting 440 for his squat, but when he squatted the 400 pounds he said, “That felt kinda heavy! I don’t think I can go up any higher in weight.” I wanted to scream, ARE YOU KIDDING ME! You just put 400 pounds on your shoulders, bent down to below parallel and then stood back up again. What do you mean that felt
kinda heavy? Carrying my 12 pound baby around all day, now that’s
kinda heavy! Squatting a baby elephant, that qualifies as EXTREMELY heavy!
I think that I am okay to assume that the majority of my blog readers are female (and by majority I mean all)! (with the exception of my dad, brother and husband) (but they don’t really count because, well, there my dad, brother and husband and are therefore, mandated to read it)
And with that assumption, I am also going to assume that none of you are
powerlifters and consequently
aren’t quite sure how heavy a 460 pound
deadlift really is.
So my best friend Google and I, we did some research. 460 pounds is equal to 53 ½ gallons of milk, or 450 cans of
Progresso soup, or 50-12 pack carton of diet coke, or 92 reams of computer paper. And as far as his 1135 pounds total, that means he lifted this:
Or this:
Or this:
Edited to add: Except for not the pumpkin, cause it was just pointed out to me that that pumpkin weighs 1,469 pounds. Oh, my dear friend Google, you did me wrong!
Pretty impressive, huh? And for the male readers (my dad, brother and husband) here is some video of his lifts. Enjoy!
Here he is benching:
And his squat:
And deadlifting:
You might be a redneck if … Your idea of a good time is building toilet paper towers. 
You might be a redneck if … You’ve ever roasted marshmallows for s’mores on your wood burning stove. 
You might be a redneck if … You assign your little sister to bring the relish plate for Thanksgiving dinner and she shows up with this. 
You might be a redneck if … You served this with a side of mashed potatoes and stuffing for Thanksgiving dinner! 
Thanksgiving ‘07: The Year We Slightly Overcooked the Fried Turkey! Thanksgiving ’08: The year that I was merciless in the amount of times I reminded Spence to check the turkey. 
And after I realized that I might be getting a tiny bit annoying, I demanded that the girls keep a close eye on him. 
And they did! Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving filled with food, family, fun and perfectly golden browned turkey!
But seriously, I’m trying to nurse what could quite possible be a bruised left earlobe from the door frame accident this morning. That level of pain knows no comparison!
