No Pain, No Gain …… The Consequence!!
The second part to my little yarn about being over competitive and the repercussions of that competitive nature. Now if you haven’t already, for this article to make sense, you should read my blog entitled “No Pain, No Gain …. Really?”
….. Politely declining the offer of trying this ab work out for Bruce Lee (now there’s a flash from the past) I explain I’m feeling a bit queasy, he sits me down gets me more water then puts this entire workout to paper just in case I might forget, now you might be thinking the worst is over until I come back tomorrow, well that’s what I thought but boy was I wrong .
Generally I like to think I have an average level of fitness, I’m never going to win a Triathlon but I am certainly fit enough to do what I need to do in a day without breaking sweat, except this day. I get home wake my wife up (by generally making lots of noise rather than bringing her breakfast in bed!) and stumble into the shower. Well bugger me, how hard does it need to be to wash my hair, I’m trying to rub shampoo into my flowing locks when both my arms start shaking uncontrollably and the shoulders feel as if they are about to explode, I have to resort to holding one elbow about head height so that the hand attached to the arm of the same elbow can rub the shampoo in and then help to rinse it off, what have I been turned into and I keep saying to myself, I paid $150 for this, they definitely seen me coming.
Anyway I survive the shower, have a plate of cereal and some orange and off I go to work, the rest of the day was just another day at the office but by the end of the day I found it harder and harder to get up and down the stairs by the time I get back home I’m starting to wall like the proverbial old man. Glad to crawl into bed, I’m thinking a good nights sleep and I’ll be in the gym again tomorrow…..
6.15am the alarm goes off, I turn to switch it off and there is a very uncomfortable feeling shooting through my legs and as I try to get up my legs have already decided to sleep in, they each feel the same weight as that barbell Jamie had me squatting yesterday. After an hour and a half of moaning and groaning I manage to have a shower and breakfast with the major hurdle of getting my socks on (I’m convinced the training yesterday made my arms shrink or maybe my legs grow longer) taking most of that time. I have to say it wasn’t all doom and gloom, certainly for Kirsty she thought it was very funny and found the whole episode highly amusing!!
Should be free with every Gym Membership!!!
It happened on this day I had to do a bit of traveling, the first leg of the journey took 1.5hrs and by the time I got to my destination I was in trouble, I can’t remember the last time my body was in this state but when I tried to get out of the car I had to pick my legs up and swing them out one at a time, all I needed was a seat that swivels and then tips so I could roll out and that was the way the rest of the day went. I swear I could have gotten away with parking in the disabled areas!!
For three more days I had to wait before my body came back to normal, five days in total, hell at this rate I’ll only need to go to the gym once a week, but I don’t think it will do anything for a shrinking belly!!!
I guess if I have learnt anything from this experience it is that someone will pay whatever they to and do stupid things if they are motivated enough and of course I have learnt the limits of my body in the gym!! A week later doing only have the routine each morning I have managed to survive so here’s hoping the body is over the worst, and here’s hoping the belly starts shrinking!!
