Getting Back After It After Serious Illness

[fike]

8:31 PM, February 11, 2025, chillin' in my recliner, on a Friday.

I know this is going to upset everyone, but I'm not going to put y'all through a long ass post tonight. My girls and I just got back home from the daddy/daughter dance. We had a great time. I'm am so grateful to be able to have these moments with my children. These are the times I try not to take for granted anymore. I couldn't get either one of them to dance, but they are just at that stage where they get embarrassed to dance and do stuff like that. They are amazing girls, though, and I am so proud of both of them. My oldest is a competitive cheerleader and very athletic. She's so disciplined and takes her sport extremely serious, which is something you don't see in very many 11 year olds. It makes me emotional somewhat emotional at times.

The gym was packed today and I'm kind of a quiet person that doesn't really have the personality to ask people to work in with them, so I only got a couple sets in at the gym before I decided to get out of there. It was so crowded that it was borderline irritating. One guy was literally running around the gym like he was on meth taking up four stations to himself and being an all around jack ass. I just went my ass back home and hopped in the home gym to finish out my training. Anyway, here are my numbers from today:

Leg Extensions

5 Sets

15 Reps at 115 lbs
12 Reps at 130 lbs
10 Reps at 130 lbs
10 Reps at 115 lbs
10 Reps at 110 lbs

Seated Leg Curls

5 Sets

15 Reps at 120 lbs
15 Reps at 120 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
8 Reps at 130 lbs
15 Reps at 115 lbs

Belt Squats

5 Sets

10 Reps at 270 lbs
8 Reps at 320 lbs
8 Reps at 320 lbs
8 Reps at 330 lbs
10 Reps at 340 lbs

Donkey Calf Raises on Belt Squat Machine

5 Sets

12 Reps at 270 lbs
12 Reps at 270 lbs
12 Reps at 270 lbs
10 Reps at 290 lbs
10 Reps at 290 lbs

I haven't went back at looked at my numbers from a few days ago to see if I progressed or regressed, but consistently making it to the gym this week is definitely progress for me considering things. I wish I had about four more hours in the day to squeeze everything in. I'm going to try to get it in early tomorrow, because we are taking the kids to a Mardi Gras parade tomorrow. Then the wife and I are going to a ball tomorrow for a crewe that one of my brothers belongs to. Looking forward to the relaxation. I'm sure I'll regret it Sunday. Take care everyone.

 

[fike]

2:00 PM, February 22, 2025, the home of Mardi Gras, on a Saturday.

As bad as I needed to train, it’s just not happening today. I feel slightly run down from the week and I’m unwinding with the wife today. My diet hasn’t been where it needed to be this week. It’s not that I haven’t been eating wholesome, nutritious food, but I haven’t been eating nearly enough.

Eating to put on size and strength isn’t the easiest part of training for me. I’m naturally a pretty skinny, average height guy. Back when I was 27 or 28 before I started taking training seriously, I was a 6 foot 165 pound soaking wet guy with a very wiry guy with small joints and bone structure and all that jazz.

That being said, eating enough calories for growth just doesn’t come easy for me. That’s the reason why I have included a small amount of EQ into my cycle. EQ almost always perks up my appetite. Even with the additional help, I still have a pretty tough time eating in a surplus, especially after being sick this past year. Eating to grow is 100% the hardest part of training for me. It requires some next level discipline that I feel like lacking at the moment. Most people underestimate the amount of calories they eat daily, but I overestimate and always fall short (I think I stated that correctly).

I must start tracking, because, by not keeping an eye on my intake, I’m really cheating myself. I’m not going to grow at a sufficient rate and I’m going to feel like shit every third day or so. I’ve spent the day trying to put down some good carbs and proteins, so when I go to sleep tonight after this Mardi Gras ball, my body can repair itself enough to be able to get back after it tomorrow.

I’ll check back in tomorrow evening before we settle down for the night

 

[fike]

10:41 AM, February 25, 2025, chillin with my doggie, on a Tuesday.

This is a makeup post for yesterday. I didn't get in from the Lodge last night until around 8:30 PM, so I didn't really want to hop on the computer to update my log. I was ready to lay down with the old lady.

Here are my stats from Monday, February 24, 2025:

I weighed myself yesterday morning and I have definitely put on a little bit of weight since last week. I was 183.5 pounds at 6:30 yesterday morning. I am attaching a couple pictures to keep up with physical changes. The picture of my back is kind of weird looking, but its hard to take that picture without help. Mentally I'm feeling good and happy with the progress I'm making. It's all coming back to me well.

I really didn't get to finish my training, because I had a meeting at the lodge, but I got in what I could:

Bench Press

5 Sets

8 Reps at 185 lbs
5 Reps at 205 lbs
5 Reps at 215 lbs
5 Reps at 215 lbs
7 Reps at 185 lbs

Inclined Dumbbell Press

11 Reps at 100 lbs
8 Reps at 110 lbs
8 Reps at 110 lbs
8 Reps at 110 lbs
9 Reps at 110 lbs

Cable Flies

10 Reps at 75 lbs
10 Reps at 75 lbs
10 Reps at 75 lbs
10 Reps at 75 lbs
10 Reps at 75 lbs

Shoulder Press

5 Sets

10 Reps at 115 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
7 Reps at 130 lbs
7 Reps at 130 lbs
7 Reps at 140 lbs

The flat bench press is my weakest lift. I'm not 100% happy with the numbers I'm putting up, but it will start getting better. I had planned on doing some cable rows and body weight pull-ups, but I ran out of time. I'm working lower body today, but I'm going to try to squeeze those movements in if I can.

 

[malfeasance]

One guy was literally running around the gym like he was on meth taking up four stations to himself and being an all around jack ass.

I hate those people. Every gym has a couple.

 

[malfeasance]

I must start tracking

That's the answer.

I had the benefit of reading this thread from start to end. I can see you making progress in your workouts, even while you complain about them. That is the goal - just keep making progress. Do not bother comparing to anybody else, not even yourself in prior yesteryear. Just compare yourself to your last workout. I hope that advice makes sense.

As for food and tracking, hell, yes.

Don't try to eat like you are a pro IFBB bodybuilder. Just track your food, watch the scale, and watch your progress in the gym. If you are making progress, then no need to change anything. If you stall, then add some calories. Since you are tracking, you can add little amounts at a time, so many grams of protein and so many grams of carbs (I am not a big fan of adding to fats, usually).

 

[fike]

That's the answer.

I had the benefit of reading this thread from start to end. I can see you making progress in your workouts, even while you complain about them. That is the goal - just keep making progress. Do not bother comparing to anybody else, not even yourself in prior yesteryear. Just compare yourself to your last workout. I hope that advice makes sense.

As for food and tracking, hell, yes.

Don't try to eat like you are a pro IFBB bodybuilder. Just track your food, watch the scale, and watch your progress in the gym. If you are making progress, then no need to change anything. If you stall, then add some calories. Since you are tracking, you can add little amounts at a time, so many grams of protein and so many grams of carbs (I am not a big fan of adding to fats, usually).

Thanks for following along, brother. I read your posts all the time. I've never logged before, so this is very beneficial for me. I'm very hard on myself to a fault. It doesn't hurt to be a little hard yourself, because it can be motivating, but I know I am overly tough on myself. I can clearly see myself making progress, even quite a bit of progress over the past week, but I set my expectations a little too high sometimes, which sets me up for failure in my mental game. Your advice 100% makes sense.

As far as tracking my food intake, I know there are a million apps out there to help me do that. I'm only trying to weigh myself once a week, because I know me, and I will end up getting a little obsessive over it. I will start tracking it this week, but you think that since I am making progress and my weight has went up on the scale, I'm probably eating enough? I know how important carbs are to muscle growth (probably even more or just as important as protein), but I'm always scared I'm going to overeat on them. I'll find a healthy balance, though. I'm trying to keep my fats down as well since I am enhanced and don't need the as many fats to make help make cholesterol to make as many hormones. My cholesterol has actually been very good the last few times I've had bloodwork done. Everything was in range.

I appreciate your advice, brother. I always take the old timer's (no offense) advice into serious consideration. Thanks for following along as well. I'll post today's training a little later.

 

[fike]

6:59 PM, February 25, 2025, cookin' shrimp in the kitchen, on a Tuesday.

Finally got in all the sets I wanted to today. I'll probably be sore as shit tomorrow, but the sense of accomplishment is worth. I'm definitely going up in most of my movements. I started back doing pull-ups today and I sucked pretty hard at it, but I know it's going to get better. Last time I was hitting them hard I could get give or take 20 reps. Now I can maybe get 7 or 8. It's all good, though. I'm trying to cut myself some slack.

Here are my numbers from today:

Leg Extensions

5 Sets

12 Reps at 130 lbs
12 Reps at 135 lbs
10 Reps at 140 lbs
10 Reps at 135 lbs
10 Reps at 130 lbs

Seated Leg Curls

5 Sets

10 Reps at 130 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
12 Reps at 120 lbs

Belt Squats

5 Sets

10 Reps at 320 lbs
11 Reps at 340 lbs
8 Reps at 360 lbs
8 Reps at 360 lbs
8 Reps at 380 lbs

Donkey Calf Raises on Belt Squat Machine

5 Sets

12 Reps at 390 lbs
10 Reps at 310 lbs
10 Reps at 310 lbs
10 Reps at 310 lbs
12 Reps at 290 lbs

The following sets are what I didn't get to do last night and made up today:

Pull-Ups

5 Sets

5 Reps at Bodyweight
5 Reps at Bodyweight
4 Reps at Bodyweight
4 Reps at Bodyweight
4 Reps at Bodyweight

Cable Rows

5 Sets

12 Reps at 120 lbs
10 Reps at 125 lbs
12 Reps at 125 lbs
10 Reps at 130 lbs
12 Reps at 135 lbs

I'm not sure what I'm going to do tomorrow. I'm just going to play it by ear and see how I'm feeling after today. I'm trying to get my food intake under control and where I want it. I'm going to start actually tracking it tomorrow.

 

[Type-IIx]

Here is some background information. It is lengthy, but relevant to my log, so bear with me.

The past six months have been an absolute nightmare for me. August of 2023 I tore my left pectoral tendon and had to have major surgery to repair it. I was put on a wound vac to help accelerate healing and was bound to a sling. After returning home from the hospital to recover, I made it around two weeks before I noticed the wound beginning to become inflamed and hot to the touch. It kept getting worse and was very painful. One night when I was in the shower the heat from the water was too much for the wound. Without even touching it, it burst and puss and other nasty liquids erupted all over the shower and there was a sense of temporary relief.

The following day I called my surgeon to tell him what happened and he directed me to go to the hospital at once. I told them what happened and I was informed I had a very bad infection. Tests were done and it was determined that I had a staph infection which required emergency surgery to clean the wound and remove the infected tissue and remaining infection. I was on antibiotics for the next two months and left in the care of a home health nurse who came three times per week.

Little did I know until a month later that wound care totally fucked me. A piece of gauze that was used for packing the wound was left in my shoulder. I told them what I thought I saw and was told that the gauze wasn't actually gauze and it was a piece of tendon, because it could definitely be mistaken for a tendon by the way it looked and was almost healed over. I could see the texture of the material and told them their answer was bull shit. The home health nurse agreed with the doctor.

I took matters into my own hands and procured some sterile tweezers from the nurse, went into the bedroom so I could look in the mirror and began to gently pull at the "tendon." I was not surprised when, slowly but surely, the packing material began to come out of the wound in one 3x3 inch intact piece. Behind it, a disgusting stream of puss began to ooze out of my shoulder. The material was completely yellow and smelled, and green, and absolutely horrible. I returned to the hospital the next day where wound care irrigated and cleaned the area and burned the whole with something resembling a large match.

Fast forward to mid August 2024 and I started running fever for the next two weeks and there wasn't an explanation why. I started feeling terrible and began to hallucinate and start losing weight. This progressed until my liver was at almost completely shot, my kidneys were almost shut, completely down, my heart was dangerously strained, and I had rhabdo. I went septic. Everything went dark and I was sedated and put on the ventilator for four days. This all happened very fast and blood work was started before I was put on the vent. Cultures came back and my wife was informed that I had a severe MRSA blood infection (bacteremia) and there was a bacterial vegetative growth on my heart and the infection was spread all throughout my body.

It was determined by the infectious disease team that this was a chronic hospital acquired MRSA infection that was picked up from my shoulder surgery and/or the gauge that I spoke of earlier. I was in the hospital for close to three months total receiving round-the-clock super harsh, extremely potent and receiving IV antibiotics that I was allergic to. Being allergic, I was on IV fluids for the entirety of my hospitalization to keep my body flushed out enough to tolerate the antibiotics. I hallucinated for almost a month straight and thought the hospital and its staff were trying to kill me and talk me into into asking for assisted suicide in order to save the hospital money, and all kinds of far out there crazy shit. I was brought back from death twice and was emaciated due to not being able to eat and hold anything down. I was 145 pounds, too weak to stand on my own, and a shell of the man I once was.

By the grace of God, I survived, but was in a condition that looked like I was a dead man walking. It is now February and I am back to normal, healthy, and able to begin truly training hard again.That brings me here, basically starting over, and wanting to keep a log of my progress for encouragement and building back up my self-confidence, because I have been in a pretty damn depressed state for months and I'm ready to pull myself out of this cynical, demeaning state of mind.

My current stats:

37 years old
175 pounds
6'0" tall
Body Fat is around 15% by estimation
5 years of heavy weight training with 3.5 years of PED use.

My diet hasn't been the best as of late, but I know how to diet properly to regain my strength and physique. This will not be an issue for me as long as I can make myself eat enough.

I am on 450 mg of test u every two weeks with 500 IUs of HCG EOD to maintain fertility for my TRT regimen and I will be incorporating a few extra compounds into this cycle to bulk back up regain strength. See below for compounds:

100 mg test prop EOD
100 mg NPP EOD
150 mg EQ every 3.5 days to stimulate appetite
50 mg proviron split into two 25 mg doses daily to help increase free t
Possibly 50 mg anavar daily with bloodwork checked at week 6 to check liver numbers
4 IUs HGH every night before bed
12.5 mg aromasin EOD
Men's multivitamin
Twice or three times weekly b-12/carnitine injections due mainly to deficiency
500-1000 mg tudca for liver support

Plan for training split as of now is going to be a standard daily alternating upper body day, lower body day 5-6 days per week with some light cardio thrown in a few days per week that's not super taxing on my heart.

Training begins tomorrow, Monday, February 17. I've never really kept a log like this before, so this is going to be a new experience that I'm really looking forward to. I will post some beginning pictures tomorrow to show where I'm at after the state I've been in. My upper body held up fairly well considering everything I went through, but my lower body really needs a lot of attention. The rhabdo did a number on the lower half. Hopefully, the lost muscle mass will return quicker than I think it will. Wish me luck. Training begins soon.

Damn bro, so sorry to hear this. These are awful circumstances. But glad you're back training!!!! I love to see resilience.

 

[Trenbolonetax]

Super sorry to hear about the unfortunate circumstances, @fike

Infections, especially ones that happen to be acquired IN the hospital deep within the surgical areas they're working, are a fucking nightmare.

I'm sure you smelled lovely after getting IV infusions of Vancomycin or some other harsh antibiotic.

I have a small idea of the hell you went through; my dad went in for elective knee replacement. It got infected. He was hallucinating and the whole thing, shutting down, etc. Hospital ripped it out, clean, debride, etc etc, put antibiotics in, closed it up, wound vac, etc etc. 2.5 months later try and do the replacement again hoping the infection is taken care of.

NOPE. Back into the hospital 4 months later basically in sepsis full blown hallucinations you know the deal.

Anyhow, long story short, he's got a peg leg with no knee joint since they were not able to complete the knee replacement since the bacteria / fungi created biofilm on any hardware they put in where there wasn't sufficient blood flow for the antibiotics to be transported there to take care of the problem. And he ran out of viable bone for it to take.

All this is to say, it's great to see you back at it and I'm sure you're very thankful for getting through that ordeal. Sounds like an absolute nightmare.

I'll be following along; keep getting after it, brother!

 

[fike]

Super sorry to hear about the unfortunate circumstances, @fike

Infections, especially ones that happen to be acquired IN the hospital deep within the surgical areas they're working, are a fucking nightmare.

I'm sure you smelled lovely after getting IV infusions of Vancomycin or some other harsh antibiotic.

I have a small idea of the hell you went through; my dad went in for elective knee replacement. It got infected. He was hallucinating and the whole thing, shutting down, etc. Hospital ripped it out, clean, debride, etc etc, put antibiotics in, closed it up, wound vac, etc etc. 2.5 months later try and do the replacement again hoping the infection is taken care of.

NOPE. Back into the hospital 4 months later basically in sepsis full blown hallucinations you know the deal.

Anyhow, long story short, he's got a peg leg with no knee joint since they were not able to complete the knee replacement since the bacteria / fungi created biofilm on any hardware they put in where there wasn't sufficient blood flow for the antibiotics to be transported there to take care of the problem. And he ran out of viable bone for it to take.

All this is to say, it's great to see you back at it and I'm sure you're very thankful for getting through that ordeal. Sounds like an absolute nightmare.

I'll be following along; keep getting after it, brother!

Bro, I reeked for weeks from the smell of the Vancomycin!!!!! They were pumping it into me so fast that it felt like my whole body was on fire and all I would do is sweat and low there in pain. I’m not trying to be dramatic, but that smell has traumatized me. It got to the point that that if I even began to smell it on me or even in the hall from someone else, I would go into a complete fucking panic attack. Just thinking about it makes me feel weird.

I hate to hear that about your dad. He and I have that terrible experience in common unfortunately. It’s such a horrible thing to go through. I’m glad he is alive though. It makes me sick to think about someone else going through almost the same thing I went through. I wouldn’t wish that on the person I most despise.

I sure am glad to be back and able to do what I’m doing. I don’t take life for granted anymore. It has been a long road. Thanks for sharing that story with me. I pray your dad is in good health and stays that way. Thanks for checking in, brother.

 

[Trenbolonetax]

Bro, I reeked for weeks from the smell of the Vancomycin!!!!! They were pumping it into me so fast that it felt like my whole body was on fire and all I would do is sweat and low there in pain. I’m not trying to be dramatic, but that smell has traumatized me. It got to the point that that if I even began to smell it on me or even in the hall from someone else, I would go into a complete fucking panic attack. Just thinking about it makes me feel weird.

Haha I'm not laughing cuz it's funny, I'm laughing because that was exactly my own experience with vancomycin. Football injury 3 weeks no treatment - thanks medical staff. Full blown infection. Hello, Vancomycin! The only things I remember about it: 1) it fucking hurts (burns) going through your veins, 2) the smell oozing out of your pours in your sweat is fucking horrid and 3) the hard nodules left in the IV areas where it was infused.

I hate to hear that about your dad. He and I have that terrible experience in common unfortunately. It’s such a horrible thing to go through. I’m glad he is alive though. It makes me sick to think about someone else going through almost the same thing I went through. I wouldn’t wish that on the person I most despise.

Yeah man, it was a dark period for sure as I'm sure you understand just how fucked up and VERY REAL that situation gets, quickly.

I sure am glad to be back and able to do what I’m doing. I don’t take life for granted anymore. It has been a long road. Thanks for sharing that story with me. I pray your dad is in good health and stays that way. Thanks for checking in, brother.

Of course man. It's rare you hear these stories from others...yknow, it's such a small likelihood iirc, but also not as uncommon as we think... but g'dang the prognosis when you boil it alllllll down is pretty shitty and scary.

I am very glad you came out the other side, man! Scary scary stuff. Be well, dude! I'll be following. I fucking love a good come back story!

 

[fike]

6:28, February 27, 2025, chillin' with my daughter, on a Thursday.

I was pleased with myself today. Things are really starting to come back together. I thought today was going to be shit, because I was tired, hungry, and kind of in a down mood when I got to the gym. I was just feeling a bit lethargic. Once I got in there and started getting after it, I was happy to find that my muscle memory was starting to pick back up, my form was getting better, and my lifts were getting heavier. I'll definitely take it.

I kind of like the formula I've using for my training days. I hit it 2 days then take a day off to do some light core work, go for a good walk, or do something low impact. The very light third day gives me a day to eat some very hardy nutritious meals and recover. Since having the endocarditis it's a lot harder for me to recover and I get fatigued more easily than I used to. There is some scar tissue on my heart and I have a bicuspid aortic valve so my heart has to work a little harder than most. Maybe I'll be able to hit 4-5 days straight in the future, but for now I'm going to keep it going like I'm doing it.

Here's what today's training looks like:

Bench Press

5 Sets

8 Reps at 195 lbs
5 Reps at 205 lbs
5 Reps at 205 lbs
5 Reps at 210 lbs
5 Reps at 210 lbs

Inclined Dumbbell Press

5 Sets

13 Reps at 110 lbs
10 Reps at 110 lbs
10 Reps at 110 lbs
10 Reps at 110 lbs
10 Reps at 100 lbs

Cable Fly

15 Reps at 75 lbs
12 Reps at 75 lbs
12 Reps at 75 lbs
10 Reps at 80 lbs
11 Reps at 80 lbs

Shoulder Press

5 Sets

10 Reps at 140 lbs
10 Reps at 130 lbs
8 Reps at 130 lbs
8 Reps at 130 lbs
6 Reps at 145 lbs

Cable Rows

5 Sets

12 Reps at 135 lbs
12 Reps at 135 lbs
10 Reps at 135 lbs
10 Reps at 120 lbs
12 Reps at 120 lbs

I started to run out of gas on those last couple sets of shoulder presses, but my numbers were decent for me today. I definitely need to carb up some more a couple of hours before I go to the gym. I believe that will help with my stamina.

Very happy with the progress I'm making. Tomorrow is lower body, so I'll check back in.

 

[Eddie.]

Man, this is beyond imagination. Glad you're alive and ready to kick some ass again physically and mentally. Take care and good luck on your journey!

 

[fike]

I got some general wellness bloodwork done today, and, according to these numbers, I’m a pretty fucking healthy 37 year old man, especially considering I was laying on my death bed about five months ago!

 

[fike]

These number are really a testament to how resilient the human body is. I’m going to attach some of my kidney and liver numbers from close to the beginning of my illness for comparison.

The first liver numbers are ALT and second are AST. Last set of number are kidney function.

 

[fike]

7:02, February 28, 2025, watching Summer House with my wife, on a Friday.

So, I threw caution to the wind today. Before y'all torch me and tell me how bad of an idea this was, I already know I shouldn't have pushed this. The deadlift used to be my best lift by far. Before my pec tear, I was 181 lbs and putting up numbers in the mid-upper 500's. I went back through some of my old journals to verify my numbers today and 570 was my heaviest lift at this weight as well as the heaviest straight bar deadlift of my life. I've lifted 610 at a little heavier weight on a hex bar, but that doesn't count.

While I didn't try to push anywhere near these weights, I pushed myself heavy today to see where I stood. I'll put up my numbers and then elaborate a little more.

Deadlift

3 Sets

5 Reps at 315 lbs
3 Reps at 405 lbs
1 Rep at 455 lbs

That was it.... no more. I had planned on repeating that scheme going back to 405 lbs then 315 lbs, but I was so scared that disaster struck and I cut it off on the last set.

I was just before locking out at 455 when I felt my knee pop and something like electricity run down my leg. I was already there so I finished out the lift and slammed the bar to the floor and slowly went to my ass to assess the situation. I didn't feel anything weird going on, but I knew that could have been adrenaline keeping me from feeling anything.

I didn't want to take anymore chances past what I just did, so I stopped my training, went into the house and took a 10 mg prednisone, mixed up a BPC-157/TB500 cocktail, and injected it into my knee and got my wife to inject it into my back for good measure.

I don't feel anything going on yet, but I'm going to keep this going just to make sure I'm good. I think I will keep my wolverine cocktail on board for the foreseeable future, because I really just scared myself and I don't think it will be a bad idea to keep it onboard.

Lesson learned...I'm not ready to go balls to the wall yet. Yes, I may feel good, but not that good. Keep things light and ease back into it before I seriously hurt myself. I'm not prideful enough to not admit when I do something wrong, and I definitely went there tonight. "Just don't do it again dumbass!"

 

[malfeasance]

7:02, February 28, 2025, watching Summer House with my wife, on a Friday.

So, I threw caution to the wind today. Before y'all torch me and tell me how bad of an idea this was, I already know I shouldn't have pushed this. The deadlift used to be my best lift by far. Before my pec tear, I was 181 lbs and putting up numbers in the mid-upper 500's. I went back through some of my old journals to verify my numbers today and 570 was my heaviest lift at this weight as well as the heaviest straight bar deadlift of my life. I've lifted 610 at a little heavier weight on a hex bar, but that doesn't count.

While I didn't try to push anywhere near these weights, I pushed myself heavy today to see where I stood. I'll put up my numbers and then elaborate a little more.

Deadlift

3 Sets

5 Reps at 315 lbs
3 Reps at 405 lbs
1 Rep at 455 lbs

That was it.... no more. I had planned on repeating that scheme going back to 405 lbs then 315 lbs, but I was so scared that disaster struck and I cut it off on the last set.

I was just before locking out at 455 when I felt my knee pop and something like electricity run down my leg. I was already there so I finished out the lift and slammed the bar to the floor and slowly went to my ass to assess the situation. I didn't feel anything weird going on, but I knew that could have been adrenaline keeping me from feeling anything.

I didn't want to take anymore chances past what I just did, so I stopped my training, went into the house and took a 10 mg prednisone, mixed up a BPC-157/TB500 cocktail, and injected it into my knee and got my wife to inject it into my back for good measure.

I don't feel anything going on yet, but I'm going to keep this going just to make sure I'm good. I think I will keep my wolverine cocktail on board for the foreseeable future, because I really just scared myself and I don't think it will be a bad idea to keep it onboard.

Lesson learned...I'm not ready to go balls to the wall yet. Yes, I may feel good, but not that good. Keep things light and ease back into it before I seriously hurt myself. I'm not prideful enough to not admit when I do something wrong, and I definitely went there tonight. "Just don't do it again dumbass!"

Update?

 

[Trenbolonetax]

Update?

@fike idk if you meant to grab the photo that shows this message your wife sent…if so, hilarious. If not, even funnier! My wife asked me the same thing yesterday “why do via guys take so long to poop?” “Cuz they’re hiding from their pregnant wives!”

 

[phenominal34]

Glad you’re doing ok @fike