30.9.7 A word on the weekend

Yesterday i was still healing up the forearm pulleys, and was put off of running and riding by an impending thunderstorm, and was thus compelled to drag my caboose to the iron gym. Three things came of it. First, i weighed me. Turns out i got that v4 at around 205 lbs. i don't know whether to feel good about that, or fairly depressed. At least there's a lot of room for improvement. Second, i'm not as totally weak as i expected to be. i intentionally did some bench to see what my elbow thought of me for it, and it worked just fine. Kept getting a disconcerting twinge at a certan point in every rep, but no pain-- for which i was grateful. Did keep it pretty light though. Ended up doing an all around upper-body workout. Third, i am now sore in exactly every muscle in my body not directly related to climbing. Yesterday morning i was able to set my chin down on my straightened knees. After a handful sets of straight-leg deads i'm now able to touch my toes if i squat down and sit on my heels first. i'll take that as a sign that i should maybe hit the weights a li'l more often. i'm looking really forward to getting back into serviceable triathlon shape: i really mean to lose a lot of weight before the end of this year. All in all, i can't really complain at all about the workout or my strength level considering the evil i did to my elbow ligament. i deserved surgery after that, and i'm climbing harder than i ever have two months out. i'll take that as a mercy from God.

Addendum

An after-note: Bigfat cody will likely be taking the remainder of the week off from climbing, as bigfat cody fairly grossly underestimated the amount of damage him did to him's girly forearms. Them there stacked half-pad, two-finger pockets decimated our hero's pingers. It's a rigorous healing diet of Ibuprofen and beer for the chubby one for a few days. Maybe i'll get a bike in-- who knows?

26.9.7 :-)

This week's climbing is worth writing down, methinks. Went in on...was it sunday?... for a quick burn, and crushed a tweaky, super-thin v2 crimp ladder that'd been spitting me off for the previous coupla' sessions. Then i sent a v3 i'd been working on for a while. Nice feeling, but i had to take serious the tendonitis in the ol' R. bicep that i'd been theretofore trying studiously to deny the existence of. Finally gave it up to spare a li'l tendon. Today i shot in before chemistry just to keep the fingers limber, warmed up with a v3 flash (deja vu, i.e.), flashed another v3, and then sent a v4 on the third try. Think i coulda' flashed that too, but i got my foot sequence screwed up on the first two tries. Then i hooked up with this cat that was doing several of the same problems, and he asked me to help him work a 3. Didn't get that one (it involves twisting out of an overhang on a thumb-catch to a bad slopey pinch, and my thumb tol' me it'd already done quite enough suspension of my rotund abdomen, thank-you-very-much), but i did get an arm-intensive footless v1 roof traverse. i may not be able to straighten my arm tomorrow, and every tendon in my forearms creaks when i extend my wrists, but i just racked up one of my biggest number days yet, so i'll forgive me, and take some ibuprofen. Now if i could just get below 200lbs...

22.9.7 Extensive catchup

Lessee here: been a busy coupla' weeks since the last posting, but i'll give an overview as a time marker. Been to the climb gym 8 or 10 times since, and am climbing v2 pretty solid. Hope to start moving back into v3 soon. i fell off a high v2 and mildly twisted my ankle, but have since been back and finished that problem. i think i could climb a li'l harder than i've been, but since i retweaked my ankle, i've been climbing kinda scared. Little bit hard to concentrate on hard moves when i can't stop thinking about the landing. Been running maybe three times, including a 1 hr.+ run. That's felt superb. i think if i could actually find the motivation to get off my ass every day and coordinate some longish aerobic work with the climb/strength training, i could get pretty lean and (more important) light without even losing my family. Yesterday i did an ca. 1.5 hr bike ride. i'm way outta shape, and the ride really amounted to urethral reeducation, but i gotta say i don't feel quite as alive or like i belong anywhere as on the bike. Rush hour traffic and my huge gut in spandex notwithstanding, that was pure bliss. i hadn't been on the bicicletta in probably a year. Hopefully this has broken the standoff.

10.7.7

Well. After an extended length of hardcore deconditioning and basic self-destruction, i've worked out again. Fri. i went running for 45 mins. (which felt surprisingly good, all things considered), and then sat. i climbed at the gym. That didn't go so well, as i expected, but my arm didn't bug me really at all, except that there was strength of a well-developed toddler in it. Got a v1 or so, several v0s, and almost finished a v3 (that definitely wasn't 3) and did finish a v2 (that likewise was definitely not a 2). All in all, i'm dreadful fat, my crimpers have gone the way of the Wooly Mammoth, and i'm sick of both those conditions. On a positive note, i've started school, generally like it, and my crack-heads next door were evicted and the crack-house was condemned as unliveable by the city, whereat i felt my property value instantly pop upward by about 5K. :-)