If you have to pull rank to defend your position, abandon that position.  Your authority means nothing to the truth.

Pause squat 3x5 72 kg
Overhead Press 3x5 42 kg
Deadlift 1x5 105 kg

Introspection is the most important thing we can do as humans.  Recognize your own bullshit and fucking fix it.

Pause Squat 70kg 3x5
Pause Bench 75 kg 3x5
Paused Rows 45 kg 5x5
Curls 20 lb dumbells and 20 kg bar 
Pinch Grip 5kg on the pin

I read something hilarious last night attributed to Louie Simmons, that the best book for a lifter to buy is a basic physics book.  Apparently Louie also sells a physics book.  My house is littered with physics and mechanics books from Mechanical Engineering school, and never once has any of them helped me lift more weight.  Well, except maybe from having to lug the heavy suckers around campus.  I'm pretty sure Kaz wasn't a physicist, I'm also fairly certain none of the Lilliebridges are either, and Stephen Hawking is weak as shit soooooo I'm just going to keep getting stronger the old fashioned way:

Day 2
Pause Squat 68 kg 3x5
Strict Press 40kg 3x5 (another thing i'm fixing, pressing without overcompensating with my upper traps)
Deadlift 100 kg 1x5

Fuckaround-itis

I can probably be accused of a bit of fuckaround-itis over the last year.  I was thinking about it, and part of the problem is that I'm mediocre at everything strength related, so whatever I'm playing around with that day is what I want to train for.  Before coming to our weightlifting gym(which has turned into a hard core general strength sports gym) I was a bicyclist, soccer player and whatever else that had to do with not being strong, so I had no base of strength.  Oh I also stabbed myself in the biceps on accident two years ago so my left arm is even weaker.  I came into the gym, and since i'm a pretty fast learner so I hit my strength limits relatively quickly in the Oly lifts and whatever looked cool in the strongman bin of toys, but I never really spent much time developing my base of strength.  Late last year I messed my shoulder up pretty bad, so that was the first time I spent any real time just focusing on getting stronger, because anything quick sent shooting pain through my shoulder.  After a couple of months and a lot of shoulder rehab work, I had become somewhat less weak, and signed up for an Oly meet, so stupidly I stopped doing strength work and just did the quick lifts.  At first it was great, I was stronger and hit new PR's, powering things I could barely full lift before, and I carried it into the meet well.  After the meet though, school got in the way and my strength tanked again.  I tried to pull 365 from an 18'' deadlift yesterday and it wouldn't move and I just wanted to die, because if you cant deadlift theres no reason to be alive right Jon Pall?

Why am I babbling about this?  Because this is my statement of intent.  No more fucking around, trying whatever seems fun that day and bouncing from discipline to discipline.  Today I started the first actual linear progression I've ever actually done, and I'm going to get fucking strong the old fashioned way.  I'm going to squat, deadlift, press and row my fucking face off until I have useful legs and a back that can actually hold position.  I backed the weights off and will be drilling technique like Mike Tuchsherer.  Here is the humbling day 1:

Backsquat: 66kg 3x5 (I backed the squat way off because i'm working on fixing some core control dysfunction)
Benchpress: 75 kg 3x5
Pendlay Row: 44 kg 3x8
Chinups: 3x2 with a band
Curls: 20kg bar 3x15 (yeah, F you, I want to look like I lift and have a biceps injury to overcome, so I'm going to add in bodybuilding stuff)

I just want to see how a bunch of text shows up and if its readable while experimenting with different background settings, so I guess I'll blah blah blah about training today.  Not much mojo in the Olympic lifts today, everyone seemed to be either distracted or saving themselves for the impending field day, so we cut the session short on the quick lifts and proceeded outdoors to take advantage of the beautiful day.  After some disjoint throwing, including discus and hammers, and some abuse of giant tires via sledgehammer, we moved on to pulling Allen's M35 flat bed "deuce and a half" truck.  Strongman-type event days are becoming a larger and larger part of our training, as we've all let our cardio and work capacity slip, and none of us are about to do Fran anytime soon, because to paraphrase Kenny Powers "we're here to be good at real sports, not be the best at exercising."  Video to follow.