The whole month began with me ripping a callus on my left hand. This hampered my program and I had to focus on bodyweight workouts for one week. Not to mention how I condensed it from 20 minutes to just 10 because of lack of sleep (Christmas party performance practice) and fatigue from not getting enough sleep. The second week started out fine but last Wednesday was a cursed day that I had to stop training until I’m fully rested (and I’m sure I’m fully rested now; will train tomorrow).
I first suffered from chills last Wednesday at around 1:30 AM. The thing was, it wasn’t even that cold or rather not cold enough for me to have chills. I also felt feverish which made my body feel hot to the touch. Chills and hot temperature, I was already concluding that I wouldn’t be able to workout that morning but I never thought it would get worse.
A few hours later, I had a bout with migraine and nausea right after waking up. I figured it was perhaps due to overeating which resulted to a bad gassy stomach. I was seriously burping with an intensity and consistency that would’ve filled up a small hot-air balloon if put together. I ate too much the other day and I overestimated my body’s ability to digest and metabolize the food I ate. I couldn’t even walk straight without feeling the need to throw-up. I was then rushed to the hospital.
I was a bit feverish this morning due to a cold that won’t go away. I had days like this before and I’ve learned that going fast or going heavy on sick days is a big no-no if you want to recover in the soonest possible time. I was all set to just lie back down on my bed and wait for the time for breakfast. It wasn’t until I finished my hydration ritual (which I’ve been doing for the past 4 years) that I realized I can get some good exercise in without making my fever worse. I figured I should go out and try a few isometric exercises and some serious joint mobility workouts.
Yesterday, I was doing my 100 kettlebell front squat training weighted at 48 kg. On my 7th cycle, though, I felt a very strong pain on my lower back. I’m guessing it was from the rough double swing I did since I was heaving my breath already halfway through. Needless to say, I had to stop, rest, and assess. I ended up feeling the pain when I bend down but not when I walk or run up the stairs. I had something similar to this before but it was from my arrogance of double swinging 2 x 32 kg kettlebells, jumping from 2 x 16 kg. That was a very bad muscle injury and my movements were very, very limited. The one I have now is also a muscle injury but thankfully it’s not so bad. I guess my back got stronger since then (about 9 months ago) and I didn’t overdo myself this time; I simply messed up the form on the catch when I “cleaned” it.
I started reading this book as soon as I finished reviewing The Fault In Our Stars. I have this goal to read as many short pocket books, not longer than 400 pages, before the next book in the A Song of Ice and Fire series comes out. I’ve been wanting to read this since early last year but due to my line up of books I just couldn’t give this book a second look. But now that I did I have to say I enjoyed reading it. It’s a coming of age novel with a twist.
Armstrong died Saturday from complications relating to heart surgery. He was 82.
My favorite astronaut 😦 And my mom named my brother after him! Farewell and have a safe trip on your way out there where not even light can reach. Thank you very much!