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Sep. 25th, 2012 07:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vicarzThis is my first week of "not legs" gymtime. I'm taking a month off because for months my glute (MY ASS) has been screaming at me that it's hurt. I tried stretching, rolling on rollers, rolling on a ball, and going lighter and more careful...nothing has helped, it hurts more, and my weights are all going down. So I'm in rehab.
I feel like a guy. I'm in the gym doing all upper body work. I hope I get better before I look like a mid-life-brotard, with all chest and biceps but no legs. I am used to seeing my legs in the mirror and getting all proud, seeing this meat where there didn't used to be any, and reflecting on what tricks I can do. I want to quickly return to seeing that guy who takes 315+ into the bucket for reps every Sunday, and having that envy be a vision of something that I might achieve rather than a distant wish-I-could that it's morphing into.
One drawback of this rehab is revisiting my unquestioned workout regimen. Like the football ref call screaming in the mainstream news,
today's news is about a ref-call in a game last night, forcing me to reflect on how with important things going on around them, the average mainstream USian is wailing instead about a bunch of grown men played millions to play a game with different colored jerseys on...go green! USA! USA! Idiots...
not competing with theoretical other weightlifters is forcing me to realize that my strength training is
OPTIONAL
I don't need to do this. At all. I can run, swim, masturbate with peanut butter...I could even eat mcfood and get fat - everything I do is a choice. Perhaps it's good to revisit the options - the most compelling is endurance training, and really I should work in more cardio stuff, but instead I find...I like strength. Guess I'm a dwarf. Anyone want me to forge them a +2 axe?
I would like you on a long black lead...
The plus side, another plus side, or being forced into rehab, is discovering the weak areas. I have more time and less compound movements - Sunday I discovered that back raises really hurt. I think of my back as strong, but raises, done right, with only 25 lbs at my chin, left my back screaming like I had deadlifted a jeep. Something tells me I found a sticking point?
I've also revisited my maxes. I've DL 405, but did I do it right? I may just be ground-squatting the weight. My 315 squat was parallel, but who cares? Shouldn't I be taking it until my thighs touch calves? Or was my knee pain really based on that depth?
I know this is all I talk about, but my personal life is personal, work is confidential (or at least my funny stories don't have names attached), and you probably don't care about how I level my wizard in diablo. I'm boring but I like it...I won't pretend it makes for good storytelling.
I feel like a guy. I'm in the gym doing all upper body work. I hope I get better before I look like a mid-life-brotard, with all chest and biceps but no legs. I am used to seeing my legs in the mirror and getting all proud, seeing this meat where there didn't used to be any, and reflecting on what tricks I can do. I want to quickly return to seeing that guy who takes 315+ into the bucket for reps every Sunday, and having that envy be a vision of something that I might achieve rather than a distant wish-I-could that it's morphing into.
One drawback of this rehab is revisiting my unquestioned workout regimen. Like the football ref call screaming in the mainstream news,
today's news is about a ref-call in a game last night, forcing me to reflect on how with important things going on around them, the average mainstream USian is wailing instead about a bunch of grown men played millions to play a game with different colored jerseys on...go green! USA! USA! Idiots...
not competing with theoretical other weightlifters is forcing me to realize that my strength training is
OPTIONAL
I don't need to do this. At all. I can run, swim, masturbate with peanut butter...I could even eat mcfood and get fat - everything I do is a choice. Perhaps it's good to revisit the options - the most compelling is endurance training, and really I should work in more cardio stuff, but instead I find...I like strength. Guess I'm a dwarf. Anyone want me to forge them a +2 axe?
I would like you on a long black lead...
The plus side, another plus side, or being forced into rehab, is discovering the weak areas. I have more time and less compound movements - Sunday I discovered that back raises really hurt. I think of my back as strong, but raises, done right, with only 25 lbs at my chin, left my back screaming like I had deadlifted a jeep. Something tells me I found a sticking point?
I've also revisited my maxes. I've DL 405, but did I do it right? I may just be ground-squatting the weight. My 315 squat was parallel, but who cares? Shouldn't I be taking it until my thighs touch calves? Or was my knee pain really based on that depth?
I know this is all I talk about, but my personal life is personal, work is confidential (or at least my funny stories don't have names attached), and you probably don't care about how I level my wizard in diablo. I'm boring but I like it...I won't pretend it makes for good storytelling.
