Monday, June 27, 2011

Day 4

Day 4 is a day that will live in infamy (in my mind anyway).  I could barely get out of bed last Thursday morning.  Every move I made was answered with pure physical torture.  The worst was my quads.  The pain of easing myself to sitting position and then trying to stand back up was excruciating!  There was no way I was going to work out.  Hell I barely made it to work! 

To top matters off, I learned that sore muscles are “injured” muscles and the body’s response to injury, in addition to pain and burning is…swelling!  That’s right, swelling.  My legs were like puffed sausages and I paid for it weight wise.  I checked in at SlimGenics and boom, I was back up at 200lbs!  Pissed, pissed, pissed!  Instead of hitting my goal as planned, I was back up.  I intellectually understood the reason why, but emotionally I was still disappointed.

I got home from work and fortunately my friend Hilary had read my previous post and recommended the ice bath and explained that it works wonders for her and her Rugby team mates.  Good enough for them (and they are damn tough) then it’s good enough for me.  She said that she fills a bath tub with ice water and in she goes for 10 minutes.  Her recommendation was to talk to someone about sex because it makes the time fly.  Unfortunately, I wouldn't have anyone around for that!

I bought a big bag of ice and filled the tub with ice water.  By then I was so desperate, I didn’t even hesitate and in I went.  The initial shock was damn near a killer.  I could barely catch my breath and my heart beat so hard and fast I thought for sure this was it.  I was going to pass out and die.  How embarrassing to die naked in the tub and to make matters worse, in ICE WATER.  Gives new meaning to shrinkage if you know what I mean.

So the first couple minutes were really tough, but I was playing with my FB account on my phone and the time passed quickly and my legs began to numb up.  Once the 10 minute timer went off, I was much better.  The ice bath worked!!!  I could stand up and move relatively pain free.

I was satisfied that it worked and I thanked Hilary on FB, but I was still exhausted and in a pissy mood so I did two shots of Buffalo Trace whiskey and three Advil and went to bed.  I don’t think I’ve been to bed before 9PM in many years.  I slept like a zombie and awoke in time to meet clients at 10AM on the other side of the cities.  I was pretty much all cured and thankful that I was on three days of rest.  I checked in at SlimGenics on Friday and I was back down to 197.25...f course the swelling was down.

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