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Apr. 24th, 2012 02:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redfiona99Before that last post turned into yay and yah boo sucks to you about various sports, I had intended to post about how much I was enjoying getting back into the gym thing. The arm muscles are definitely moving along nicely. I would crow, except right now I know exactly where my obliques are because they hurt. There's nothing like exercise for learning anatomy ;)
The adductors are similarly painful, but apart from that, leg-wise, I'm pleased by the evidence that my new fencing en garde position is more evenly balanced than before. It used to be that my right leg, the ankle in particular, used to hurt a lot more than it's opposite when I did any running/stepping. Now they both hurt evenly, which suggests my weight is more evenly distributed when I fence. Which is good.
I'm also pleased that the trapped nerve/pinched nerve/really odd sensation while using the rowing machine has gone. Since about October last year, everytime I tried to use the rowing machine, on the pull back, a sharp pain went shooting down from my right temple, past the pressure point behind my ear and then disappated. Not terribly painful but pretty off-putting. It appeared without warning and has vanished similarly. It's not the first time something like that's happened, a fair few years ago I had what felt like something pushing down on my hamstring, and that came and vanished with no warning too. This just seemed more sinister because it was painful and because it involved my head.
The gyming and the fencing does lead to the trousers problem. Even at my skinniest, I am size 14, and as I spend most of my time at size 15, most of my trousers are 16s. The number of belts I have is not enough to sort out this problem.
Fitness-related, but a colleague at work is trying to build muscle. The difficulty lies in him being one of those naturally skinny people and that he's very nearly vegan. Hints, tips, suggestions or resources gratefully received.
Absolutely not fitness-related, I have managed to finish the bare bones of my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
queerfest fic. Now just to turn it into something anyone who isn't me might want to read. Part of the problem is that X-Men: First Class appears to be one of those films where I've watched a different one to everyone else.
The adductors are similarly painful, but apart from that, leg-wise, I'm pleased by the evidence that my new fencing en garde position is more evenly balanced than before. It used to be that my right leg, the ankle in particular, used to hurt a lot more than it's opposite when I did any running/stepping. Now they both hurt evenly, which suggests my weight is more evenly distributed when I fence. Which is good.
I'm also pleased that the trapped nerve/pinched nerve/really odd sensation while using the rowing machine has gone. Since about October last year, everytime I tried to use the rowing machine, on the pull back, a sharp pain went shooting down from my right temple, past the pressure point behind my ear and then disappated. Not terribly painful but pretty off-putting. It appeared without warning and has vanished similarly. It's not the first time something like that's happened, a fair few years ago I had what felt like something pushing down on my hamstring, and that came and vanished with no warning too. This just seemed more sinister because it was painful and because it involved my head.
The gyming and the fencing does lead to the trousers problem. Even at my skinniest, I am size 14, and as I spend most of my time at size 15, most of my trousers are 16s. The number of belts I have is not enough to sort out this problem.
Fitness-related, but a colleague at work is trying to build muscle. The difficulty lies in him being one of those naturally skinny people and that he's very nearly vegan. Hints, tips, suggestions or resources gratefully received.
Absolutely not fitness-related, I have managed to finish the bare bones of my
queerfest fic. Now just to turn it into something anyone who isn't me might want to read. Part of the problem is that X-Men: First Class appears to be one of those films where I've watched a different one to everyone else.
