Yet another adventure from the “Squat-Challenged” lifter
If you’ve followed the other “squat-challenged” posts (here, then here, and finally, here), you’re familiar with the many and varied approaches I’ve taken over the years to find a reasonable substitute for the squat. Free squats, Zane styled squats, dumbbell squats, hip belt squats, leverage machine squats, shrug bar squats and the lengthy “let’s forget about it altogether” squat…they all found their way into my workouts from time to time. All had their time and place, their advantages and disadvantages…but none completely satisfied. None filled that nagging little “squat sized” hole in my psyche. None.
This past Tuesday night saw a victory of sorts take place in the WWGG. (The Wicked Willie Garage Gym for the uninitiated.) I actually did squats. No tricks, no assistance, no machines – “just put the barbell on my back and squat” squats.
Granted, the weight was embarassingly light. (Somewhere, a ten year old girl has just warmed up with a heavier weight.) Granted, it was only to just parallel and not the most upright of squats. Granted, I didn’t always push through my heels and my lower back may have lost its arch a time or two…BUT THEY WERE SQUATS! Without falling and without losing balance, standing on my own two feet with my heels flat on the floor, I squatted. Felt good, it did.
How and why did this happen? I have a theory.
All of the various movements I used over the years helped to build quad strength but lacked in the balance department. Looking back, I can see an unconscious progression from movements that addressed the balance issue by eliminating it, to movements that assumed increasingly greater amounts of free movement. I went from movements that utilized various means of assisting balance (hip belt squats holding a tether, Zane “Leg Blaster” styled squats in the same manner) to movements where I stood on my feet without the benefit of assistance – i.e. shrug bar “lifts,” dumbbell squats and free squats. Albeit slowly and without conscious thought, I was progressively developing the strength in the ancillary muscles and the neural pathways that would allow me to make the necessary corrections to squat without losing balance. Call it serendipity or pure dumb luck…the end result was the same. I squatted.
Tempering my joy is the knowledge that I have a long way to go to reach a matured form. Flexibilities will have to be developed and movement patterns will have to be addressed, isolated and fixed. All of that seems a little less onerous and a little more possible now.
I sincerely doubt that I’ll squat three wheels. Two wheels may be a lofty goal. In truth, ONE wheel on each side may be enough to satisfy me for a long time. It doesn’t really matter…the journey has begun. Am I still “squat-challenged?” Yes. Does it matter?
No…not now.








