Getting stuck when squatting

>I was conscious about pressurizing my midsection, but I don't think I had
>any real contact. Ie I don't think my midsection was very tense at all. No
>more than going down without weights at least. How do you go about
>pressurizing?

I like doing deadlifts and had to figure this one out. What helped was
getting a belt. I know there are mixed views about it but it did help
me.
What I mean is to wear the belt so that you can tense your abs against
it. With the belt you can feel the tension, without it it's more
difficult. But once you get the hang of getting the tension right, it
might be good not to use it all the time.

but then what do I know

Ray

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2002 1.8i eternal red

"elzinator" wrote

> Lee Michaels wrote:
> >
> >"Hobbes" <khobman RemoveThis @sasktel.net> wrote
> >>
> >> As per my previous post, I use the pause a lot now as well, for various
> >reasons.
> >>
> >> So today I'm at the bottom for about 5 seconds with 365 for my first
rep,
> >> eyes closed and rocking slightly with the weight when a guy runs behind
me
> >> and grabs the bar. Apparently thought I was stuck at the bottom.
> >>
> >> "LET GO OF THAT BAR!!!" And drive out of it. But it was the best
> >> intentions, so I was fairly gentle. Like, "DON'T EVER TOUCH ME
AGAIN!!!"
> >>
> >> Naw. I explained what I was doing.
> >>
> >
> >Reminds me of what I used to do back in the day when a substantial
> >percentage of the youthful population was stoned.
> >
> >I would rush into a room of stoners and throw myself up agains a door or
> >wall as though I was keeping it from collapsing. I would yell, 'The
> >building is collapsing! Save yourselves!"
> >
> >I got all kinds of reactions to this little stunt. Stoned folks are GREAT
> >for pulling pranks on.
> >
> ><evil cackle>
>
> I bet you were fun to hang around with.
>
>
Another stoner story.

I had some friends who used to have this guy drop by everyday to get high.
If there wasn't any available, he would leave. If there was, he would smoke
a joint or two and leave. I understand that he had a regular route of folks
he did this to. His name was @##$%^&. But we will refer to him as the
freeloader.

As luck would have it, I had just been by the joke and novelty store. I
never knew that such things existed and bought a few things. Including
itching powder and a variety of cigarette loads. There was one particular
variety of ciggy bombs that was particularly powerful. It let off a bright
while, bluish light with a big bang.

So I pulled out this package of ciggy bombs and showed them to the assembled
crowd. They all laughed and immediate went to work assembling a big joint
bomb that included several of the ciggy bombs in this very large joint. We
then put it the drawer for the next time that the freeloader came over.

As luck would have it, he showed up in the next few minutes. We were getting
ready to go out. We had to turn the lights out because everbody in that
group was hanging on for dear life to keep from bursting out with laughter.
The freeloader seemed a little suspicious that we turned the lights out and
were not sharing the joint. We told him we were going to dinner with one of
the girl's mothers and did not want the smell on us. So he sat there on the
couch and smoked this exploding joint.

Then it blew up. It was deafening. I will never forget the stunned look on
the freeloaders fac. His eyes were big! And immediately after the big bang,
the room erupted in hysterical laughter. This whole thing from me pulling
it out of my pocket to blastoff had taken less than ten minutes. And it was
SO funny. Freelader wanted to know what happened. We told him while
laughing hysterically.

And the freeloader never came back after that again.

I guess he got the hint.