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So in my vein attempts to recapture the small amount of time in my early 20's when I was in shape I joined a gym in February and have been killing myself getting back in shape. In shape for what? I dunno. Anyways, as I'm jogging this morning my left calf starts getting tight... really tight. As I'm hobbling off I realize I've strained all the muscles in my calf.

Now I'm stranded on the couch all weekend icing down my calf. I can't really walk without looking like I just got home from a date with Chris Brown. My fiancee is taking off all weekend for a girl's weekend on the beach. My cats just stare at me as though they're waiting for me to die so they can start picking the flesh off me.

The only things I have going for me is a bottle of Canadian aspirin, bottles of red wine, a humidor full of glorious cigars and my 7 iron that I'm going to use as a crutch to get my busted ass outside to the hot tub.

So I'll be posting a lot this weekend... revies and stuff... mostly slurry from the codeine, wine and broke from practicing online poker to prepare for the upcoming poker tourney.

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Hope you're feeling better. Rest up. Looking forward to some "creative" reviews.

Maybe my version of the "no pain, no gain" saying will help. Whenever I get the urge to exercise, I just repeat my own modified mantra... "no pain, no pain."

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Get well mate!

Jogging is for fools. Get a bike ....preferably one with a motor. :D

Now, that's the kind of personal training advise I am after... :rolleyes:

Get well, Kilroy mate... I am wishing for a convalescing weekend like yours...

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We all know that you really hoped that the Fiancée would blow off the girls weekend at the beach so she could tend to your every whim. So, drink a lot, smoke more and forget about making prank drunk phone calls to ex-girlfriends hoping to hook up for one last shot.

Have a good weekend Andy!

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I woke up this morning with high hopes that the worst had past and that I'd at least be able to get around more. I had a vision of me on my 7-iron cane schmoozing it up with a crown & 7 at the local pub. Instead I woke, put my feet down and it feels like someone shanked the back of my achilles tendon. My steps are about a foot apart and it took too long just to get to the bathroom.

The fiancee is up and about panicking about her trip (are all women inherently bat shite crazy?) thus making my already pained existance a living hell this morning. I'd go make coffee but that's at least 30 steps to the kitchen and would take the better part of an hour there and back not factoring in cats getting in my way... crazed fiancees barking things...

All I can think is that this would be an especially good weekend to orientate the new maid... 'Consuela'

:lol:

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I agreed to do a 5K next month. After reading this, I should reconsider. Although a few days of smoking and drinking with an actual excuse to do so might be worth a couple hours of pain.

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I agreed to do a 5K next month. After reading this, I should reconsider. Although a few days of smoking and drinking with an actual excuse to do so might be worth a couple hours of pain.

5K isn't that bad. Its actually what I started jogging for in the first place. If you do it right it should take about 5-6 weeks to train for from scratch. Scratch being the shape my body was in.... poo poo. I hadn't run a mile since high school and even then it was jog 3 laps, puke, walk the last lap.

There's a good feeling that first time you jog a full mile without stopping. That good feeling is quickly overcome by panting, sweating and a fear that you might shite yourself when you start puking.

Anyways good luck... and the ankle is feeling a little better this morning. I think I might hobble my ass to a titty bar or something.

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man, sounds you might have torn your gastrocnemius. Stay off it, take some meds and see a doctor asap. ASAP meaning of course after at least a few good meals complete with vino and a few stellar smokes! Best of luck with everything

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man, sounds you might have torn your gastrocnemius. Stay off it, take some meds and see a doctor asap. ASAP meaning of course after at least a few good meals complete with vino and a few stellar smokes! Best of luck with everything

That's what I thought initially but the trigger point was anterior to the achilles and pain was only present during foot flexation from a straight legged position. Bent legged foot flexing caused no pain. Initially I thought it was my flexor digitorum longus but there was no superficial pain. Eventually I just started taking pills and 18 hours later I woke up drooling on my desk and reading this thread..... being its 1am I'm going to go pass out for the next 12 hours or so!

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