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Deadlift PR

Today I maxed out on deadlifts, and was able to get 240lbs, which is basically twice my bodyweight! (I weighed in at 121lbs today.)

 That has been my goal  for a while now, and even though it wasn't pretty, I'm just glad I got it. It's so ugly, I don't even wanna post the video, so here's me lifting 230lbs, which was a PR itself. 
So it's been almost a year now since I started CrossFit! I still love it, but I am really wanting to build more muscle. Getting stronger and BIGGER are my main goals right now.

Most average people will get strong with CrossFit, but sometimes I think that it's just too much conditioning for me if my focus is purely to build muscle. And that's what I want SO bad. I wanna be huge! Okay, I know I will never really be huge, but I do want more muscle than I have right now. Why is it so hard to build???

I know a lot of it is going to be my diet. I need to eat a LOT. But I feel like I already do eat a lot-I've been tracking my calories and I probably average around 2000 calories a day, with pretty equal amounts of fat, protein, and carbs. I get more than my bodyweight in protein on a daily basis and have added in more carbs recently.  I think the thing is that I'm not consistently getting the same amount of calories every day-some days are high, then other days are lower when I take out some carbs.  I'm thinking I probably need more calories on a consistent basis to really grow.

Anyways, I'm going to have a light/recovery/deload week next week with just some relatively easy WODs, and then try to figure out what my plan is next. Do I continue CrossFit by itself, do CrossFit with a powerlifting program, like Wendlar's 5-3-1, or do I go back to just a basic strength training routine with a few CrossFit WODs added in each week for conditioning?? I think what I really need to do is just pick something and stick with it.

Time to get huge. ;)

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