3 posts tagged “sore”
Wee bit of pain today. I went to workout last night. No longer sure that was such a good idea. Sometime during class, my lower back started locking up (I only remember being in the "warmup" row, during freestyle, and having to stop because I thought I was gonna throw my back out). And today my R knee is sore & swollen.
Warmup was sucky for me. I did the moves but very consciously - no flow. I've realized/decided that I don't like Megan's music anymore - and that's why I'm finding it difficult to "get in the mood" in class. Plus I was still sore from Coco's class on Sat - so I spent a lot of my time just stretching (and, at one point, trying to fall asleep - but I failed).
I think I did okay during pole work. I tried & tried moves that I just can't seem to catch on to (ronde de jambe SUCKS) - again feeling it's a matter of one tiny wrist being unable to bear the load of my BIG body. But I tried. I actually made some progress on the body spiral (ahhhaaa.... just realized THAT is where I screwed up my back!!) - finally figuring out that my hand placement has been wrong - and that my body much prefers me doing it left handed. Not that I can actually DO it - but, again, I got closer.
I tried climbing but without any "dry hands" (liquid gymnastic chalk) on my legs, I just kept sliding back down the pole. Plus, by that point I was really tired. Made 3 attempts at inverting - all close but no cigar... I can get upside and hook my toes and/or the bottom of my foot around the pole, but I need to get my ankle hooked and gripping the pole. Keep trying.
I did some of the L1 tricks that I'm still screwing up. Landed on my knees a couple times - but at least it was a soft landing, not a hard fall. I didn't think much about it till the way home, when I stopped at the supermarket and something in the back of my right knee popped. I haven't been able to fully straighten my leg since and, despite Darvocet (which usually makes me feel okay) it's a-hurtin today.
Freestyle dance was a bit frustrating. I don't like going last but keep ending up in that position. I let Megan pick my song and she chose some NIN (I don't remember which song), which always works well for me. I had the lap dance chair (no one in it) backed up to one of the poles. Around the middle of the song, I found myself doing a pole back bend onto the chair. I had a wild hair to slide into the chair backward - so I went with it - over the back, down the seat, onto the floor. It felt really sexy (I doubt it looked it - picture a walrus sliding over a chair - but it felt it) - till I got to the floor and found myself "stuck" - on my back with half my body on the floor, half pressed against the front of the chair, and my legs up in the air with nothing to push against. There was a wonderful "oh, shit, what do I do now?" moment. I finally did a big leg splay (would have been hot if a guy had been in the chair), which allowed enough momentum to flip over sideways and get moving again.
So blahblahblah, rest of dance, whatever. Afterward, Megan said something about "it's not about the 'big' tricks - the stuff you think of as small and boring is actually what looks good." I paused, then asked for examples. She said some rolling around that I'd done had looked really hot (note: I recall Coco cheering a similar move so I guess I should heed this advice) but that it wasn't necessary to "go big" - meaning she thought the chair thing had been thought out and "staged". I told her the chair was totally unplanned and, while I was conscious of what I was doing (simply because it was new and I wanted to make sure I didn't hurt myself), that I had really enjoyed it - till I got stuck. Since there had been an adv. lap class over the weekend, I think Megan thought I was attempting to keep up with those tricksters, or show off, or doing something "big" to make up for my lack of dancing lately. It frustrated me because that basically means it did not look good/natural - it looked planned. But it wasn't. Then Michele made some kind of comment about "parts good, parts not so much" - which kind of echoed Megan. So now I was annoyed.
But to her credit, "pushed me out of the circle last week" chick walked up and said, "I don't know if it was your outfit, the music, the night, your mood, or what - but your dance was HOT." So I felt a lot better.
Anyhoo.... long story longer, today I'm sore everywhere - primarily lower back and right knee. My 44-going-on-85 health continues.
Speaking of which, someone cancelled so I'm getting their time slot and seeing a GI specialist tomorrow afternoon. Just the initial consult - will probably schedule the colonoscopy - but I'm hoping I can also get more drugs from him (I'm at a state of no longer improving but at least the meds keep things under control). I'm probably going to get out of that around 4pm - which means commuting to work during rush hour - so it may turn into a day off instead. Not sure yet.
Tonight is LUCHA VAVOOM. I'm super hyped - even though my schedule & the commute mean that I may miss a good hour of the show (google maps lists the commute as "39..6 mi - about 48 mins; up to 1 hr 50 mins in traffic - which sounds about right). I'm hoping that, like last time, they actually start 1.5 hrs after what the ticket says. So long as I see the CrazyChickens, I'll be content.
general info: Moshi is doing okay. His ear is still bothering him (from the cartridge tear) but doesn't appear to be getting any worse (though also not much better). Espressa is now tolerating his presence but Boo is still refusing to be in the same room with him. All 3 cats are super unhappy about not being allowed outdoors - I'm shocked that I haven't given in and let them out. Moshi's follow up is Thurs. I'm hoping that means we'll all be back to our regular routines by Saturday.
Owwwww.
I did over 3.5 HOURS of workout last night - two back-to-back classes. WooHoo!! I was late to the 6pm L4 class (thanks to a lovely 4:30pm "I need this by tomorrow" email) - and made it just in time for abs - oh joy (not!). I don't remember much about that class - only that I tried to keep to my standing "assigned homework" of MOVE SLOWER during my routine. I had a hard time with my song choice cause it sounds massively better in my car and, like the time I brought in a SWR song, sounded far away on the studio stereo. But I stripped shoes (they were bothering me), 2 shirts, and my skirt and I think it went okay overall.
Then I dropped into an L1 class. That was great because it was only their 3rd or 4th week of S Factor - ever. They're still at the awkward/unsure stage - while I have a year of experience. I was able to keep up with most of the warmup (did more of the ab routine that I ever have before!) - though dripping sweat, sliding all over the place (from the sweat), and getting muscle cramps from being overheated. During routine, I toned down my act - a lot - cause I think it's pompous when people don't (plus it meant I didn't have to work so hard). But, at the same time, did enough advanced-style to be an example of where they're headed.
By the end of the 2nd class, my arms & legs were both shaking like crazy. I could barely walk. I ran errands and all anyone around me heard was, "oooh. ouch. ooff." At home, trying to put my groceries in the fridge made me feel about a billion years old.
But....
I WENT UPSIDE - ON MY OWN* - FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!!!! YEEEAAAYYYY!!
*I think it was on my own. I don't think Megan (our instructor) could have helped me from where she was standing and I didn't feel her touch me till I was actually upside down - and she was trying to help me correct my foot placement & grip. It was still sloppy & not sexy - but it was UPSIDE SOLO!!
And, thanks to the new boots, which stick to the pole MUCH better than my sweaty legs, I climbed higher than I ever have before. I still got "stuck" midway - my arms fully extended up and my legs basically stuck in place. That's when I learned that I was doing things wrong (I knew I was - but couldn't figure out what was wrong). I was trying to grab high, pull my legs up, grip, extend my legs & regrip - basically pulling up. But I'm supposed to grab the pole with my legs, then "stand up", regrip, repeat. My lack of ab strength is still a prob - but not nearly so critical if I do the move in the correct order.
So I was/am sore EVERYWHERE, and have terrible bruises everywhere, and am tired as hell - but it was totally worth it!
And, believe it or not, I even got out of bed 2.5 hrs early today to make bunches of fresh guacamole for an office going-away lunch today (bye, Chris. Remember me when they need V&V!). Now I have a TON of work to catch up. Then bunches of errands tonight. I want to go to Miss Kittys (the theme is "Friday the 13th Slumber Party Massacre") but it's not a realistic goal.
Sat night is the She Wants Revenge concert. I have 4 tix and NO idea who, if anyone, is going with me. Or if I'm even going (I got invited to a bday party that's happening at the same time with a REALLY fun crowd).
Sun is usually workout but Megas is going to be out (trying out for Clipper girls) so I'm skipping class to go to the monthly gay Brunch Bunch... sexy men, gobs of champagne (100+bottles), about 4 houses from the beach, and only 2 blocks from a bar with a "beer bust" (one admin price, then $1 refills for the rest of the night). I'm thinking it would be smart to take a taxi... I already feel a binge coming on.
I WENT UPSIDE DOWN ALL BY MY OWN-SES!! WOO-HOO!
Did you ever have a night were everything seemed fine - till you got home at 10:30p and found your recycling can is in the middle of the street - cause none of your neighbors could bother to pull it to the curb, let alone the wbopping 10' to your back gate (even though you had done so earlier, with the neighbor's trash can)? And then your cat starts crying... crying nonstop... as she's done for the past 2 months or so, even though you KNOW there's nothing wrong with her - she just wants to go out front (where she's not allowed unsupervised and never at night)? And you drag your recycle bin into the backyard, calling for your semi-outdoor cat who doesn't appears cause it's cold and he's already bundled up and sleeping somewhere warm, and the cat in the house is STILL crying despite your having yelled, "SHUT UP!" so many times that your neighbors are thinking, "SHUT UP YOURSELF YOU STUPID BITCH!"? And you walk inside and the cat is still crying and you just SNAP and start throwing shit till both indoor cats are terrified and hiding? And you open the backdoor to let them out and, walking by later and finding even the sound of outdoors is now bothering you (cause you live in the city and can hear the freeway and cars and all manner of stuff you're not in the mood to deal with), you slam the door shut so you can just get a few minutes to yourself to think? And you go out to look for the outdoor cat again but he still doesn't come home - which bums you out because although you're pissed at the always-crying cat, this one always makes you feel good? So you go back inside and get the mail and find some stupid letter from Verizon saying that you're past due on $46 but you KNOW you're current because you just checked the account a week ago? And, seeing it's from your doctor, you open the other piece of non-junk mail and read that ALL your blood/urine test came back "normal" so there's nothing to treat and nothing's going to be done and the doctor probably thinks you're a hypochonriac and so you're just screwed and maybe NEVER GOING TO FEEL RIGHT again? So you decide maybe you need a little hot food in you cause it's been 10+ hrs since you ate and maybe that's why you're so bitchy and maybe food will calm you down? So you nuke some veggie pot stickers while you sit on your bed in silence and try to just r-e-l-a-x but even that pisses you off? And hearing little cries from outside, you realize your lap cat wants to come in, and she's cool, so you let her back in the house - but she's so terrified of you that she runs by at 100mph and hides in the dining room? And now feeling REALLY bad, cause you're clearly the meanest person in the world (who else would terrorize cats, especially their own cats?!?), you decide to bring in your clean laundry and give the whiney cat a break - and chance to come indoors - cause you haven't heard her cry for about 20 min and think maybe she got the message? And you realize your left ribs REALLY hurt but it's probably because you did so much ab work today? But that makes you remember how you couldn't do the new pole trick and even the teacher doesn't get that its not cause you're weak, it's cause you're trying to lift about 100lbs more than the other students? And how the new student is pretty much your size so watching her is almost like looking in a mirror and it's MAJORLY depressing cause she doesn't look hot at all? In fact, she looks pretty stupid? So you don't just know, but experience, that your classmates have been lying to you all along - and you HATE being lied to (cause it implies you're too DUMB to handle the truth), so now you're mad again? And the cat doesn't come in so you search your small backyard and realize she never actually went outside - she's actually cowering under your bed? So you try to make things better but that starts her loud crying again and you think you just might lose it? So you go outside and look for the outdoor cat AGAIN but he still doesn't show up? Then, back inside, you eat your pot stickers and feel a little more "balanced" so you check Vox and enjoy reading a few posts till the cat starts crying AGAIN and you yell so she runs out of the room? And you realize ALL sound is bothering you so you turn off the radio cause you don't want to break it into teenytiny bits and you know you're seconds away from that happening? And ditto for the TV? And you post a blog entry to get it out of your system before you lose your mind?
Me neither.
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