On the 15th of April I went to Vietnam for two weeks. The next day after returning I started getting ill: cough, the usual. Two days later I was sick like a fucking dog. Seriously, I was considering either sending my wife to the pharmacy to buy intravenous stuf and setting up an IV drip in our bedroom or going to the emergency department of the nearest hospital. Understand that for a doctor wanting to see another doctor is really remarkable. Well, I got better in the afternoon. But the flu lasted for another week. The cough seems to give in at the rate of one millimeter a day.
Even though I am still coughing, I decided to start training. Nothing crazy or strenuous, just simple stuff.
Warmup - 20 20kg swimgs
20 kg snatch: 10R/10L
20 kg snatch: 30 seconds on/off, switch every set
10 sets (5 per arm), 90 reps total
I am going to call it the end. Two interesting effects. First - the heart is trying to jump out of the chest and this makes me very cautious: I don't want to become the newspaper headline "fitness enthusiast dies of cardiac arrest with the funny shaped ball in his hand". The second - hands have lost the callouses and are a bit sensitive. I will continue tomorrow.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment