I haven’t had a fever since like Monday and the muscle aches are gone, so I decided that today would be a good day to attempt a WOD. Hell, it’s not like I am on a tight schedule to do anything if I burn out and have to sleep the rest of the day.
The WOD was an AMRAP of 10 Sandbag push presses, 15 supine toe touches with the sandbag and 30 hop overs. I thought the sandbag would be the most forgiving option if I would drop it or suddenly fail or something. Keeping in mind I haven’t done a WOD since last Wednesday save a 50 burpee one that I did much more slowly than I needed to do, I didn’t have any idea how my body would react. I’ve lost 8 pounds in 10 days, so that leads me to believe that my, fortunately very mild case, has taken a lot out of me.
I haven’t lifted since last Tuesday, I think? The days have been a blur and I have to admit I still feel a bit shell shocked by all of this. I can’t think of any ways we could have realistically been any more cautious. It is what it is at this point, though, so the only way to go forward is heal and move on.
I’ve been really nervous to attempt my lifts, even though I have been feeling better for several days. The infection took about 8 pounds from me in a little over a week’s time, and I’ve been cringing thinking about how much strength I’ve lost. I know in the grand scheme of things, that’s something selfish to be worried about, but at the same time I hated the thought of losing my hard work.
Today, I decided I feel good enough that I need to just bite the bullet and go for it. I did reset all of my weights to get moving again. It’s only been a week, yet I feel like the virus took so much out of me, and I had very mild symptoms. I am a lucky one. This is no joke, it’s not a hoax. You don’t want it if you can avoid it. Only time will tell if I got any of the nasty long-term effects, which as of right now I have no reason to believe I have, and I am extremely thankful for that.
I lowered my back squats all the way down to 185 pounds today, which is now above body weight! The warm-up sets felt great and the working weight at 185 pounds felt easy and very, very explosive. My heart rate stayed fairly low too for the three sets of five and that was my biggest concern today really. I moved the weight well with ease.
Next, I did three sets of five strict presses at only 95 pounds. These were a little tougher than they may have been pre-COVID, but by no means difficult. They felt easy enough.
Finally, I did the five sets of three deadlifts. For these, I used 235 pounds, and they truthfully felt effortless.
My question of whether I lost any strength seems to be answered with a big fat nope, thankfully. It would have been extremely frustrating to lose very much of what I’ve worked so hard for over the past year or so. It probably would have come back fairly quickly, but I don’t know that, and I am thankful I don’t have to really figure that out at this point. I am also happy, knowing that from the way I felt after today’s lifting session that I can essentially jump right back into it. I’m going to obviously ease into it and maybe even take 3 days between sessions for the time being while my body recovers, but that all depends on how I feel tomorrow. I am going to take a few weeks off my 20 rep squats because those are pretty intense, but I’ll get back to them next year for sure.
The music for today’s lifting was Alkaloid again!
Today’s music was Acid Bath!!