My first meet...I discovered that powerlifting meets really aren't that big a deal to me. I spent way too long warming up for squats in overzealous anticipation. I tried to be psyched up for every lift. This meant that by the time I was deadlifting I was over it. Still won gold in my weight class....and there were actually other people in my weight class there. I was more confused about taking home a gold medal than I was excited by it. I distinctly remember having a Dan John moment, of standing there receiving my medal, putting on a smile and expression of joy, but really thinking: "Yep, this isn't that great."