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LONG & PERSONAL POST WARNING - I'm gonna bitch here and it may or may not get long and it's not about growing pot so feel free to skip.
So I know this isn't really what the forum is for - but I'm having a rough week/month/year (like everyone else) and since you guys commented on my size you get to hear about my training woes cause they're weighing on me (badumtiss).
Like I explained before I'm a competitive powerlifter. Competitive is an important distinction for me because I do compete and I am competitive at a national level. I'm good at strength sports in a way most people don't get to be (genetics, discipline, years spent in the gym) and it's something I'm pursuing pretty hard at this point in my life. I have some goals that I believe I'm capable of accomplishing and my wife and I have agreed I'll give myself until I'm 40 to really go hard after my strength goals. That's more than 5 years but not a lot more.
A little over a year ago I dropped out of competition prep and pulled out of a meet for the first time in my life. I was in a car accident and some nerve damage in my back along with some other things made it foolish to continue preparing for that meet. It was going to the the national championships and it was going to be my first trip there. I had a qualifying total (you have to have a meet with a big enough total - the amount of your three best lifts combined - to qualify). In a powerlifting meet you get three squat attempts, three benchpress attempts, and three deadlift attempts and you try to put together your best three lift total.
Since I was already out I decided to get my bad knee looked at (I've had surgery on the right knee once already) after I re-injured it and an MRI showed a bunch of damage in there. Missing cartilage, arthritis, shredded meniscus, and a severe bone bruise where the knee was bone-on-bone. I had another knee surgery in May and two weeks ago completed PT for the rehab of that knee.
Last Tuesday I was dodging my three year old on the stairs carrying some groceries and rolled my left foot. My body is still protecting my bad right knee so my right leg wasn't really there to catch me and I went down on the left foot hard. So hard that the tendon tore a chunk of bone off the end of my 5th metatarsal:
I knew right away it was broken, and I was pretty heartbroken. The following day I was going to do my first squat workout since dropping out of prep for nationals. I had already picked out a meet in early 2021 that I was targeting to start prepping for in December. So anyways I go to urgent care and they Xray it and the dude there tells me it's a minor avulsion fracture and that I'll be fine in this boot but I should go see an Orthopedic specialist. He looked all offput that I didn't need a referral - but my orthopedic surgeon is gonna give me a frequent fliers punch card at some point.
My ortho didn't have an appointment open until yesterday so I go see him yesterday morning. I've researched the injury and found that 99% of them don't need surgery and heal fine on their own in six weeks. The foot did swell up pretty bad at first but it had gotten so much better I was pretty sure he was gonna tell me to keep the boot on for a few weeks and we'd be golden!
Not too bad at first:
Got worse quickly, then better:
So I make the appointment to see my surgeon and head in this morning. I know this guy pretty good by now and as soon as he walks in and I see his face I go "FUCK YOU BRO NO WAY! You're about to tell me I need surgery again!!!" He goes - have you seen your xrays??
Long story short they screwed my foot back together this morning and I'll be completely non weight bearing for at least 6 weeks now. Trying to stay positive, I've been held back a long long time now and I left so much on the table last time I competed. I need to see the end of this bullshit. I can't even garden now.
I had to skip several steps with my seedlings and up-pot to their final home, hopefully my wife can keep them alive from there. Keep it simple just water and EM1 in the res....
Anyways thanks for listening to me bitch and if you don't like it feel free to fuck right off to another thread.
Namaste motherfuckers.
BR
So I know this isn't really what the forum is for - but I'm having a rough week/month/year (like everyone else) and since you guys commented on my size you get to hear about my training woes cause they're weighing on me (badumtiss).
Like I explained before I'm a competitive powerlifter. Competitive is an important distinction for me because I do compete and I am competitive at a national level. I'm good at strength sports in a way most people don't get to be (genetics, discipline, years spent in the gym) and it's something I'm pursuing pretty hard at this point in my life. I have some goals that I believe I'm capable of accomplishing and my wife and I have agreed I'll give myself until I'm 40 to really go hard after my strength goals. That's more than 5 years but not a lot more.
A little over a year ago I dropped out of competition prep and pulled out of a meet for the first time in my life. I was in a car accident and some nerve damage in my back along with some other things made it foolish to continue preparing for that meet. It was going to the the national championships and it was going to be my first trip there. I had a qualifying total (you have to have a meet with a big enough total - the amount of your three best lifts combined - to qualify). In a powerlifting meet you get three squat attempts, three benchpress attempts, and three deadlift attempts and you try to put together your best three lift total.
Since I was already out I decided to get my bad knee looked at (I've had surgery on the right knee once already) after I re-injured it and an MRI showed a bunch of damage in there. Missing cartilage, arthritis, shredded meniscus, and a severe bone bruise where the knee was bone-on-bone. I had another knee surgery in May and two weeks ago completed PT for the rehab of that knee.
Last Tuesday I was dodging my three year old on the stairs carrying some groceries and rolled my left foot. My body is still protecting my bad right knee so my right leg wasn't really there to catch me and I went down on the left foot hard. So hard that the tendon tore a chunk of bone off the end of my 5th metatarsal:
I knew right away it was broken, and I was pretty heartbroken. The following day I was going to do my first squat workout since dropping out of prep for nationals. I had already picked out a meet in early 2021 that I was targeting to start prepping for in December. So anyways I go to urgent care and they Xray it and the dude there tells me it's a minor avulsion fracture and that I'll be fine in this boot but I should go see an Orthopedic specialist. He looked all offput that I didn't need a referral - but my orthopedic surgeon is gonna give me a frequent fliers punch card at some point.
My ortho didn't have an appointment open until yesterday so I go see him yesterday morning. I've researched the injury and found that 99% of them don't need surgery and heal fine on their own in six weeks. The foot did swell up pretty bad at first but it had gotten so much better I was pretty sure he was gonna tell me to keep the boot on for a few weeks and we'd be golden!
Not too bad at first:
Got worse quickly, then better:
So I make the appointment to see my surgeon and head in this morning. I know this guy pretty good by now and as soon as he walks in and I see his face I go "FUCK YOU BRO NO WAY! You're about to tell me I need surgery again!!!" He goes - have you seen your xrays??
Long story short they screwed my foot back together this morning and I'll be completely non weight bearing for at least 6 weeks now. Trying to stay positive, I've been held back a long long time now and I left so much on the table last time I competed. I need to see the end of this bullshit. I can't even garden now.
I had to skip several steps with my seedlings and up-pot to their final home, hopefully my wife can keep them alive from there. Keep it simple just water and EM1 in the res....
Anyways thanks for listening to me bitch and if you don't like it feel free to fuck right off to another thread.
Namaste motherfuckers.
BR