Tuesday, January 21, 2014
It seems like at least once a day I read a personal account from a woman who says lifting weights changed her life, not just physically but emotionally and psychologically, too. Untangling the relationship between weightlifting and uterine prolapse | Fit and Feminist
Thursday, July 26, 2012 Monday, July 23, 2012

PT

Before I go, I prepare apologies. I know it’s not a major injury. I understand that my elbow mostly works. I wouldn’t have come, wouldn’t have thought it a matter worth anyone’s time, even my time. It’s just that it’s keeping me from chin-ups and so on. Really it’s nothing.

I talk it down. It doesn’t hurt terribly. It’s barely noticeable. I’m sure it’ll just go away on its own, except it hasn’t. It’s simply that it needs to work like it did before.

The particulars:

  • She takes background and does some prodding. I feel bad that my elbow doesn’t scream in pain. Rather, it mumbles and looks at its shoes.
  • Ultrasound, then massage. We want blood flow. Fuck the scar tissue.
  • Wrist flexion and extension stretches, 2 sets of 30 seconds each
  • Elbow flexion/extension exercise, 2 sets of 20
  • Wrist pronation and supination exercises, 20 sets of 20. Righty can’t fully supinate. 
  • Wrist curls and extensions, omitting the ends of the range of motion, 5 pounds, 2 sets of 20. I feel shame from using this dumbbell.
  • Electronic stimulation with a cold pack, 10 minutes

The suspect in all this is medial epicondylitis caused by general mousery and armbarness, elevated to clinical levels by acute judoination. Strain of the ligament and muscle insertion of the wrist flexors.

I’d like to note that this bullshit, in some form or another, has been going on since September. Well I’ll be a frog in a slow-boiling pot no longer. This problem has got to be made dead.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

From boston.com’s The Big Picture: Olympic athletes in training. I am not surprised to see several instances of Olympic lifting. I am amazed by the boxers’ physiques. 

Tuesday, July 3, 2012 Wednesday, June 27, 2012 Sunday, June 24, 2012 Tuesday, June 19, 2012 Tuesday, June 12, 2012 Tuesday, June 5, 2012

360 pounds on the bar. I’m 180. Less, really. So, double bodyweight deadlift. I might be average, but I am certainly not weak.

The chalking-up photo gives the best view of my socks.

Friday, May 25, 2012

I need to externally rotate my shoulders at the top there. 

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Unilateral work. Stabilization exercises. I don’t think I need to shell out forty bucks.

He’s more bullish on pushing exercises than I am, and the preview at least is less oriented towards lower-body strength than I predicted. He spends a lot of time on core work, much of which has significant overlap with grip development, which is awesome.

I was unaware that kettlebell halos were also referred to as a wrestling exercise when done with a barbell plate.

weekend status: complete

Went to Maine. Brought the kettlebell to alleviate my no-deadlifting crying jags.

Our cabin was conveniently located near a hill. I was proud to have my friends join me for an invigorating* set of sprints up it. 

Climbed Mount Kearsarge. 2400 foot change in elevation. Sick view of the lakes up there. Toe shoes are great for going up hills. Yup. Up the hill is great.

Kettlebell work ended up being two morning workouts consisting of 3x20 goblet squats, 3x5 presses each side, 5 overhead squats each side, some pistols, and 3x20 two-handed swings. It’s not a barbell, but for the trunk space, it was a steal. 

A little lake swimming, plenty of vitamin D, and a mega-dose of camaraderie rounded out quite the healthful weekend. I’m exhausted.

*nauseating

Wednesday, May 16, 2012