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June 12, 2008
The Pain
Just the other day I realized I was squatting all the weight I wanted to. I'd reached my goal, as undefined as it might be.
My primary goal, of course, is to not get injured. My secondary goal is to squat a certain weight which dovetails into the tertiary goal of having that weight easy to get on the bar (that is, I'd rather use a couple of big plates than a bunch of small ones. For example, squatting 315 would be easier to load than squatting 310, as it would be three 45-pound plates on each side rather than two 45s and then smaller plates that would require the doing of some math. I don't squat 315; please refer to the primary goal.)
Reaching the goal also meant something else. Squatting would get easier as time passed and the weight remained the same. I'm sure I'd eventually add more weight but I've no desire to squat big shitloads of weight — I'm not training for the Olympics.
Yesterday I was at Wafelenbak and she had a post about how she was ill and as much as there is never a good time to be ill it doubly sucked as she'd been making progress in her training and this would certainly set her back. This led me to think about the numerous times I'd had similar things happen.
Last night I was cleaning out the rainwater sewer drain in front of my house. There's part of me that thinks this is something the city should take care of, but they've looked at it and I seem to have a greater interest in having this project completed than they do; it's my front yard that has the flooding problem.
Anyway, I dug down past the two pipes that run from either side of the larger pipe — the one is normal manhole-cover sized — and serve as inlet and outlet pipes. In the end I removed about two feet of dirt and while the two smaller pipes still have some cloggage in them I'm thinking the whole thing will drain a bit better.
Digging it out required that I lie atop and over some landscape timbers that give the drain a decorative, almost festive, look. So, I was lying on my stomach, my ribs actually, and reaching down and into the drain. And I was almost done. And one of my ribs made a funny move and it hurt just a little. And it may not have been a rib so much as a muscle or cartilage or one of my spleens; it's hard to know without actually cutting me open and having a look.
It hurt enough in the night that it woke me up once or twice. It isn't a sharp pain and strikes me as something that will go away in a few days or a week.
It also strikes me as something that will make doing squats sort of tricky. Which makes sense as the "I've reached a goal" thought obviously jinxed me.
Before anybody says anything I have seen a doctor about it already. Well, it was my endocrinologist and I just asked him if it was possible to bruise a rib and if it were cracked would I know about it. I also told him it was my plan to see how it felt after a few days before getting worried; he thought that was a reasonable idea. (I explained further that the reason I was asking him about it was so I'd be able to tell my mother, "Yes, I've talked to a doctor about my ribs.")
I'm not sure what the pain in the side will do to riding The New Bike. But you can be sure I'll tell you about it.
The photo on this page is (obviously) a sign promoting and American Indian Pow Wow at the Franklin County Fairgrounds.
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Posted by delmer at June 12, 2008 8:55 PM
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or one of my spleens;
um, you have more than one spleen? Are you a mutant?
Awesome!
Posted by: Ginger at June 12, 2008 9:36 PM
fuck, i hate that you got broken. booooooo!
here is to fast healing spleens!
Posted by: hello haha narf at June 13, 2008 12:11 AM
I pulled an intercostal muscle once. It hurt if I moved certain ways, so I went around real stiff like The Mummy for a weeks. Your's might heal quicker- mine happened back before my prolactinoma was diagnosed when my testosterone and HGH were near 0. Everytime I over-exerted or strained something it took months to heal (in fact my knee was killing me for over 2 years- until I got my HGH and T levels back up- then it finally healed). Thank God I found a good doctor who figured out I had the prolactinoma, and also for cabergoline.
Posted by: Bill at June 13, 2008 2:27 AM
Do you mean the feeling that something got jammed between a rib? I've had that one and its
not fun. Believe it or not, the underwire in my bra was doing it. Seriously.The bra was the wrong size because I had suddenly gained weight after quitting smoking.I hope you feel better quickly.
Posted by: metalmom at June 13, 2008 7:48 AM
Owchy! When will you realise that you're not as young as you used to be?! Don't get broken ;o) (Ducks and runs)
Umm, will you be going to the pow wow then?
Posted by: Lady P at June 13, 2008 9:22 AM
I would expect directions to a pow-wow to be marked with some kind of bent-and-tied foliage like they taught us in scouts or something more totem pole-ish. Ya-ah-tey!
Posted by: Icy Mt. at June 13, 2008 9:33 AM
Ginger: I'm pretty sure I have an emergency backup spleen just in case something happens to the primary spleen I don't use. :)
HHN: Thank you for the well wishes. I feel better already.
Bill: You know, I just had a varicose vein treated -- a huge one. My mother doesn't have trouble with them and my dad got a small one after he was 70. I'd read, though I don't have it at hand now, that low T can cause varicose veins (and just about anything else that can go wrong). It amazes me the trouble bad hormones can cause.
MetalMom: It felt like something slid. And it happened fast enough I wasn't sure what it was other than I could tell it was internal and not external.
Lady P: I missed the Pow Wow. Though I was out strolling while it was going on and to to see some of the Native garb.
IcyMt: Today's Native Americans aren't as tough as the Native Americans of yesteryear. I think they use GPS's for tracking now.
Posted by: delmer at June 13, 2008 10:18 AM
Awww, I hope you are feeling better soon. :(
That sign just makes the Pow Wow seem...really exciting!
Posted by: diane at June 13, 2008 3:13 PM