Ken Leistner is
an American strength training writer, personal trainer, strength
consultant for the National Football League, and chiropractor.
He is often known as "Dr. Ken". Photo By Kathy Leistner
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History
of Powerlifting, Weightlifting and Strength Training - Part
Thirteen
by Dr. Ken Leistner
PLUSA and Some California
Plates.
Quoting from last month’s History installment,
allow me to remind our readers that the equipment
used for both training and in competition often
wasn’t safe. Steve Baldwin, a very successful
long time competitive powerlifter and friend
from Memphis, Tennessee who has an official
628 squat to his credit at 181 pounds, offered
some comments after reading the June article.
Those like Elite Fitness honcho Jim Wendler,
who told me that after his reading of Part
12, as much as he already appreciated his equipment, “I
was ready to kiss my Monolift and bench press” may
be taken aback by Steve’s description
of what passed for “competition conditions” in
the squat.
“Thanks Ken! This is another great article
and I can really relate to it. In April 1979
I almost seriously injured myself squatting
at the Chattanooga Open. The minimum height
of the racks required the lifter to be at least
5'10". Crates were used to step up on
to enable the shorter lifters to unrack the
bar for the squat. I still couldn't clear one
of the racks and a spotter who was trying to
be helpful lifted the end of the bar. Of course
that threw me off balance and I took 2-3 steps
laterally to recover and almost fell in the
process. Some of the poor substandard equipment
we used could easily have been catastrophic!
In my first meet in 1972 the only lifters who
wore lifting singlets were Marine Corp. lifters
Paul Woods and Gary Perkins. Everyone else
wore t-shirts (plain white) and gym shorts.”
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Steve
Baldwin squats 628 at 181 pounds |
Steve and I overlapped in our lifting careers
and often converse about “the old days” and
the many individuals we were fortunate to meet.
For those who missed the “Golden Era” of
the 1960’s and early ‘70’s,
I wanted to give an accurate picture and “feel” of
the sport’s early days. None of my commentary
should be seen as negative as my memories of
early competitions and especially training
are wonderful. The equipment for the most part
seemed adequate at the time we placed ourselves
beneath rather significant weight relative
to the structural integrity of those under
built racks and benches, though more than a
few were obviously dangerous. The funny or
bizarre memory is that despite recognizing
the danger of some of our equipment, we utilized
it, perhaps with trepidation, because there
was no other way to complete our training!
Anyone bothering to read the commentary about
my experiences with strength training, weight
training, “lifting stuff,” or powerlifting
as a sport on an equipment internet site such
as ELEIKOUSA.COM already knows an awful lot
about strength training, weight training, “lifting
stuff,”, and powerlifting. That means
they also know that Mike Lambert and his POWERLIFTING
USA MAGAZINE is the word, the final word in
the sport of powerlifting and since 1977, has
been the only continuous literary publication
for the sport. Mike has been a personal friend
for decades and yes, it’s so long I would
have to give directed thought as to how many
years it actually has been. I was fortunate
to be able to help him when he was a civilian
employee of the United States Navy and wanted
to publish a “powerlifting newsletter.” For
those who have copies of the very first issues
of PLUSA, it no doubt seems as if the “magazines” were
run off on a mimeograph machine. They have
that look and that “feel” because
they were in fact run off on a mimeograph machine
in the basement of Mike’s parents’ house!
What made PLUSA different was the fact that
Mike was a competitive powerlifter who loved
the sport and had a great passion for it, was
exceptionally intelligent, and reflected those
very qualities in every issue including the
inaugural one. Even when some of those first
issues had the “More From Ken Leistner” column,
a commentary or editorial piece about the politics
of the sport, written by Ken Leistner, and
three additional articles from Ken Leistner,
it was obvious that the magazine belonged to
Mike. He was insightful and bright enough to
make a presentation that allowed every lifter
to read his publication and feel as if he or
she was a part of things and it wasn’t
just the inane ramblings of the publisher and
his friend. I wrote for PLUSA every month for
over twenty-two continuous years taking only
a brief few months respite in the late 1980’s.
In the mid-2000’s, I contributed a few
articles as a specific individual or subject
interested me or when I believed someone in
the strength sports was deserving of special
recognition so it has been a very lengthy relationship.
My “retirement” from the pages
of PLUSA came because I believed that I had
written all I could regarding training for
the three specific lifts and certainly all
I could that would have been of interest to
the younger generation of lifters. Unfortunately,
the present group of lifters, competitive or “for
fun” powerlifters, seems to crave much
more than the basics of training, the same
basics that for an extremely long time, served
to produce many world records and a couple
of generations of extraordinarily powerful
competitors. Mike and I have remained in contact
and continue as friends as we have watched
our families grow up.
History
Supplement: More Benching in California
The various muscle magazines allowed
those of us in New York to have a reasonable
knowledge of some of the “name” lifters
in California. Some were no more than “names,” just
a listing on paper linked to their lifting
numbers because photos of their feats
had not been published. The local New
Yorkers at the higher echelons were known
on sight for the most part, to those
involved in the sport, but to no one
else because no matter how important
we may have believed our training, lifting
numbers, and muscular development to
be, most serious, hard core gym denizens
walked around as complete unknowns. California
and the so-called “California bodybuilding
lifestyle” had a certain romantic
attraction to those snowbound on the
East Coast. This was the direct effect
of the fantasies produced by the muscle
magazines that touted “fun in the
sun,” made more glorious if one
was bulging with developed muscle or
possessed the ability to bench press
450 pounds. It also seemed that any well
developed bodybuilder or half-assed strong
powerlifter based in California had their
own fan club of followers, at least as
depicted in the magazines. The reality
of “the lifestyle” for
many was of course, sleeping in one’s
car for months at a time, big name contest
winners posing for nude or semi-nude “artistic” photos
in order to earn enough money to eat
hamburger on a daily basis, or the necessity
of working more than one physically draining
job in order to have money for gym dues
and a protein shake. These stark and
dreary facts were rarely discussed and
certainly never hinted at in the magazines.
Our focus when searching information
related to the West Coast “scene” resided
with the powerlifters and less so with
the bodybuilders as we were into “big
and strong.” Pat Casey was “the
man” in part because he was the
biggest and the strongest lifter we were
aware of. With the magazines as the only
source of West Coast training information
and contest results, it was a monthly
rush to the newsstand to see how much
the phenomenal Casey had bench pressed.
We were quick to note that he was the
first to bench press 600 pounds and debunking
some of the trash talk in a few of the
New York area gyms that he was a one-lift-wonder,
the first to squat 850 pounds. In what
was a new and growing sport, how could
Pat not be the main man? In the mid-1980’s
I caught the ire of bench press specialist,
and to his credit, bench press great
Ted Arcidi. In response to a column I
wrote putting forth my opinion that Pat
was the greatest bench presser of all
time, Mr. Arcidi mailed me a letter indicating
that in addition to my lack of a minimal
degree of obvious intelligence, he was
rightfully entitled to “the greatest
of all time” label because his
maximum bench press was higher than Pat’s.
As this predated the use of the bench
press specialty shirts, this was not
a consideration in the formation of my
personal opinion and as a subsequent
article detailed, I believed that Pat’s
ground breaking lifts, the aura he possessed,
and the influence he had throughout the
entire sport clearly placed him above
all others. I could have included Doug
Young on the list above Mr. Arcidi also,
in part because Doug’s lifting,
other worldly physique, and his courageous
television performance at the 1977 World
Championships (which has what amounts
to a cult-like You Tube following I am
told) inspired so many lifters to either
be involved with or be more serious about
competitive powerlifting.
Of course, none of the above mattered
much. In the grand scheme of the iron
sports, relatively few read my comments,
fewer still knew who Pat Casey, Doug
Young, or Ted Arcidi were, nor did anyone
outside of what was truly a cult activity
care. Despite the explosion of exposure
of powerlifting, bench pressing, Arnold
Expo and FIBO type contests, the quest
for greater lifts remains a rather isolated
pursuit.
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Interestingly Mike’s recollection of
our first meeting predates mine. He believes
we first made contact at a meet in Southern
California in the late 1960’s. Perhaps
his memory was and remains sharper than mine.
In the days of Powerlifting’s early meets,
those of us who were actually going on stage
in front of people to bench press, squat, and
deadlift, and in that order, understood that
we were breaking new ground and were on the
cutting edge of a wonderful sport. There was
an air of friendship at every meet, even if
heated rivals were facing off. When the Arizona
lifters led by Jack Barnes and John Kantor
came in for a Los Angeles area contest for
example, the lifters from Bill “Peanuts” West’s
garage, the Lee Phillips group from the Pasadena
Y, and Costa Mesa’s Bob Zuver’s
Hall Of Fame Gym team played host, shared training
information, and helped spot each other’s
warm-ups. I had seen little of this attitude
at most bodybuilding shows that I had attended.
There were certainly friendly rivalries, but
in New York City, the venue with the most boisterous
yet supportive fans, one could at times feel
a definite undercurrent of hostility among
some competitors. At the odd lift contest that
I have referred to throughout this Eleikousa
discourse about my perspective on the iron
game, especially as noted in last month’s
Part 12 installment, there were many bodybuilders
competing as lifters. The atmosphere was much
less tense and a lot friendlier at this lifting
contest than I had witnessed at physique shows
but paled to what went on backstage and in
the warm-up room of the first California powerlifting “show” I
wandered into.
As was typical for the East Coast, the barbell
set used at the New York City odd lift meet
was a York model. With Olympic weightlifting
the major iron sport in the metropolitan area
and with many of the lifting officials and
referees having close ties to Bob Hoffman and
York, this was to be expected. At my first
California meet, just as I had noticed when
training at both Bill Pearl’s Manchester
Avenue Gym in what is now referred to as “South
Central LA” and at Zuver’s Gym,
I could immediately note a difference in the
bars that the heavy lifting was performed with.
I was never sure of the brand name of the bars
but the plates were clearly not from York nor
from Jackson. In almost every Southern California
gym we visited, and there were many, the plates
were usually a mix of those marked BFCO and
Paramount. Zuver of course, had his famous
custom plates, casted in molds he had made
that featured a heavily muscled strongman figure
in denominations of 25, 50, 100, and 150 pounders!
In the Costa Mesa house-converted-to-gym, we
even had use of some
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The
well known Zuver’s Hall Of Fame
Gym plates, some at 200 pounds circa
1968 |
pairs of 200 pound plates! The Zuver plates
were often used at area lifting contests and
just as often “borrowed” by competitors
at the conclusion of the meet to be incorporated
into their own plate collection. Many of the
photos in Muscle Power and Muscle Builder Magazines
show Bill West and his garage gang lifting
tremendous weights with “Zuver’s” and
the distinctive strongman mold in the middle
of the plate, easily recognizable on the bar.
In 1974, I spent part of the year driving
the tractor trailer that was owned and operated
by Nautilus Sports/Medical Industries. As the
holder of a Commercial Driver’s License,
and with the company short of drivers, I was
pressed into service to deliver and install
the relatively new-to-the-scene Nautilus equipment.
I would deliver, install, and then instruct
the institutional users on the correct operation
of each piece. Belatedly, I discovered upon
a trip to the Los Angeles Rams facility, that
the BFCO plates that were so often seen in
California, were those of the Bell Foundry.
Witnessing perhaps the hottest and dirtiest
of labor I had seen in many years, I watched
plates being casted, cleaned, and drilled by
a host of workers that had to be wishing they
were doing any other type of work. The foundry,
staying in business despite the Environmental
Protection Agency dictates that caused a closing
of up to ninety percent of U.S. foundries within
a three year period, made barbell plates only
as a means to fill “dead time” after
the manufacturing of cast iron machine parts
and other necessities. This was typical for
any foundry with the barbell business usually
an afterthought or “fill in” during
slow times in the shop. Bell casted plates
for a number of “private labels.” These
included some of the equipment manufacturers
on the West Coast as they could save on shipping
costs by having this work done locally. I drove
with Dick Wall who had spent many years working
for Paramount before bolting for what was a
ground floor opportunity at Nautilus.
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Bodybuilder
Bill Howard hits shoulders with a Paramount
Barbell set |
A former Mr. Utah physique champion as well
as Utah’s heavyweight Olympic weightlifting
champion, a common “double” into
the mid-1960’s when barbell enthusiasts
began to specialize, Dick knew everyone on
the West Coast that was in any way involved
with weight training. In order to make additional
income, we had permission to back-haul materials.
We would back-haul everything from sanitized
garbage for the Florida pig farmers, soap and
industrial cleaning supplies, and barbers’ equipment,
the latter from iron game legend Johnny Gibson
of Arizona who claimed that niche as a sideline
specialty. With the EPA’s mandated closure
of so many domestic foundries throughout 1974,
it was very difficult to obtain weight plates,
thus Dick and I loaded up the unpainted Bell
Foundry plates, and sold them to the gym owners
we knew as we crossed the country either completing
our delivery rounds or returning to our Lake
Helen, Florida headquarters. For all I knew
about equipment and barbell plates, it wasn’t
until watching the casting process and handling
those BFCO plates that I truly understood the
quality that some had and many lacked.
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