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thisnewdayAbout two weeks ago, I jacked up my back lifting and then turning with one of the project pieces in our basement workshop. We're actually on the verge of completing three vertical shelf units which will attach to the curbing at the back of one of our new workbenches.
They're each 20" wide and 30" high with five narrowly-spaced shelves in each. They're also 5-1/4" deep with 1/4" plywood backing and 2x6 top and bottom with an additional 30" 2x6 attached lengthwise to the bottom 2x6 for attachment to the workbench.
What I'm saying is that they're not tremendously heavy, but they're not light either. Just the sort of thing to aggravate an old injury because, "Aw heck, I can handle this." Which, of course, given the right sort of movement in a confined space, you can't.
At the time, you feel it as just a slight twinge, across the middle of the back. And this little light goes on and a little voice says, "Uh-oh." But you keep on doing what you were doing because, at the moment, you can.
Which is fine, until the next morning, when you find out, again, that you can't. Because every twisting movement hurts. Even turning slightly in the car seat to check for oncoming traffic as you're backing out of the driveway. You know, little inconveniences like that, lol.
And so, that night, you decide to skip the daily workout, which includes things like torso twists for the lower back and bent over rowing with the straight bar for the upper back. Both of which GREATLY annoy the area in between.
And so it goes, the next night and the next. And it's so g*dd*mn frustrating because I've been more or less fanatical about this stuff since I was in my early teens and was tired of being bullied and had decided I wanted to try for West Point where fitness is next to godliness.
As the days off begin to add up, I start feeling like Martin Sheen's Captain Willard in Apocalypse Now, lying in his hotel room in Saigon, "...getting weaker and weaker, while Charlie is out in the bush, getting stronger." [And then the, "Whap-whap-whap," as the rotating blades of the ceiling fan morph into the twin rotors of a Chinook helicopter, lol.)
Anyway, that's been going on for almost two weeks and tonight I decided it felt well enough to do a restart which basically means that I reduce reps on all of my exercises from 35 to 20 and see how it goes.
And tonight, thankfully, it seems to have gone OK. Which means that, adding 2 reps a day, Charlie had better start "watching his 6" in about 10 days, lol...
LPK
Dreamwidth
10.10.2017
They're each 20" wide and 30" high with five narrowly-spaced shelves in each. They're also 5-1/4" deep with 1/4" plywood backing and 2x6 top and bottom with an additional 30" 2x6 attached lengthwise to the bottom 2x6 for attachment to the workbench.
What I'm saying is that they're not tremendously heavy, but they're not light either. Just the sort of thing to aggravate an old injury because, "Aw heck, I can handle this." Which, of course, given the right sort of movement in a confined space, you can't.
At the time, you feel it as just a slight twinge, across the middle of the back. And this little light goes on and a little voice says, "Uh-oh." But you keep on doing what you were doing because, at the moment, you can.
Which is fine, until the next morning, when you find out, again, that you can't. Because every twisting movement hurts. Even turning slightly in the car seat to check for oncoming traffic as you're backing out of the driveway. You know, little inconveniences like that, lol.
And so, that night, you decide to skip the daily workout, which includes things like torso twists for the lower back and bent over rowing with the straight bar for the upper back. Both of which GREATLY annoy the area in between.
And so it goes, the next night and the next. And it's so g*dd*mn frustrating because I've been more or less fanatical about this stuff since I was in my early teens and was tired of being bullied and had decided I wanted to try for West Point where fitness is next to godliness.
As the days off begin to add up, I start feeling like Martin Sheen's Captain Willard in Apocalypse Now, lying in his hotel room in Saigon, "...getting weaker and weaker, while Charlie is out in the bush, getting stronger." [And then the, "Whap-whap-whap," as the rotating blades of the ceiling fan morph into the twin rotors of a Chinook helicopter, lol.)
Anyway, that's been going on for almost two weeks and tonight I decided it felt well enough to do a restart which basically means that I reduce reps on all of my exercises from 35 to 20 and see how it goes.
And tonight, thankfully, it seems to have gone OK. Which means that, adding 2 reps a day, Charlie had better start "watching his 6" in about 10 days, lol...
LPK
Dreamwidth
10.10.2017
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Date: 2017-10-11 02:20 pm (UTC)And, it's Wednesday! Hope you and Jay get lots done in the workshop, doing that guy stuff ;-)
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Date: 2017-10-11 03:41 pm (UTC)And yes, Wednesday! Yayyy! Definitely hoping for some major progress today, maybe even the completion of "phase 1" of the workshop project.
Really nice to hear from you, always, and hope you have a great day! L
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Date: 2017-10-11 04:04 pm (UTC)My day is always made better by our wee chats.
Always
E but sometimes C
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Date: 2017-10-12 06:14 pm (UTC)Always,
L but sometimes H