It's fucking killing me.
Anyway, it all started with the cool weather. I hadn't been able to do much in terms of working out over the summer, Wii Fit was shoved under the couch; etc.... It was TOO frigging hot! So I lazed about, ate a lot of candy canes left over from Christmas, started eating icecream; lots of BBQs where I totally pigged out, and I was even eating pizza probably as frequently as twice a week. Needless to say, I wasn't treating my body with the respect it deserves. I noticed I was getting a little thick in the middle, my navel had become a bit of an innie. I'm fucking fat! I mean I don't have any flab on me, but I'm fucking fat!
Septembe comes! Cool weather follows. I tip the scales at a whopping 225 pounds which puts me in the overweight category; and yes I am overweight.
I decide to make up for lost time and run 5 kilometers, I come in and do my Wii Fit strength exercises, and hammer the shit out of the boxing (No less than 30 minutes of it).
This was Friday evening and how I spent most of it. Saturday morning I woke up with the most painful kinks over my body I can ever remember having. I mean, it is so bad that deep breaths cause anguishing pain, I can't even sneeze. It takes me 5-10 minutes just to figure out how to get up from a lying down position. I can barely work my left arm.
Massages are really nice in this state, I mean orgazmically nice! That would be my one tip for ending up in this state.
On the bright side, no knee or leg issues, it is just my torso, under my arms and on my sides, my neck! It seems to be all over my back.
One thing that worked wonders was getting trashed, two bottles of Chillean wine, and some scotch, and I am feeling like a pirate. I still have the pain but it is no where near as bad. I was even able to perform.
A matter of 3 south park episodes and some YouTube shit and the sobering process was underway enough that the pain was returning. No sleep for me last night, none! At least not as of now, which is nearly 9:00.
Don't repeat my mistakes; if you take a break from working out, ease back in. Otherwise you'll pay with lots of pain and kinked up muscles. This is about the shittiest experience I can remember having in years. The best thing I can think of doing is sharing this incident with you, as I lie on my back in the middle of the living room floor (anything with give is TOO painful right now) writing on my iPhone: because that's about the only thin I can do right now besides read.
Anyway, it all started with the cool weather. I hadn't been able to do much in terms of working out over the summer, Wii Fit was shoved under the couch; etc.... It was TOO frigging hot! So I lazed about, ate a lot of candy canes left over from Christmas, started eating icecream; lots of BBQs where I totally pigged out, and I was even eating pizza probably as frequently as twice a week. Needless to say, I wasn't treating my body with the respect it deserves. I noticed I was getting a little thick in the middle, my navel had become a bit of an innie. I'm fucking fat! I mean I don't have any flab on me, but I'm fucking fat!
Septembe comes! Cool weather follows. I tip the scales at a whopping 225 pounds which puts me in the overweight category; and yes I am overweight.
I decide to make up for lost time and run 5 kilometers, I come in and do my Wii Fit strength exercises, and hammer the shit out of the boxing (No less than 30 minutes of it).
This was Friday evening and how I spent most of it. Saturday morning I woke up with the most painful kinks over my body I can ever remember having. I mean, it is so bad that deep breaths cause anguishing pain, I can't even sneeze. It takes me 5-10 minutes just to figure out how to get up from a lying down position. I can barely work my left arm.
Massages are really nice in this state, I mean orgazmically nice! That would be my one tip for ending up in this state.
On the bright side, no knee or leg issues, it is just my torso, under my arms and on my sides, my neck! It seems to be all over my back.
One thing that worked wonders was getting trashed, two bottles of Chillean wine, and some scotch, and I am feeling like a pirate. I still have the pain but it is no where near as bad. I was even able to perform.
A matter of 3 south park episodes and some YouTube shit and the sobering process was underway enough that the pain was returning. No sleep for me last night, none! At least not as of now, which is nearly 9:00.
Don't repeat my mistakes; if you take a break from working out, ease back in. Otherwise you'll pay with lots of pain and kinked up muscles. This is about the shittiest experience I can remember having in years. The best thing I can think of doing is sharing this incident with you, as I lie on my back in the middle of the living room floor (anything with give is TOO painful right now) writing on my iPhone: because that's about the only thin I can do right now besides read.
-Insert Inspiring Quote-
I, too, am working my way back down, but it's frustrating.
