From Erin

The Sorest I’ve Ever Been

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It might be a day or two before I can do this again. Credit: ~ggvic~, Flickr

It’s a good thing typing doesn’t take a lot of upper-body strength, otherwise I probably wouldn’t be writing this post right now. I’m on day two of my delayed onset muscle soreness from a workout I did on Friday (more on that next week in my Workout I Did. Such a tease!). Day two soreness is always the worst for me, so by tomorrow I should be able to lift my arms again, and maybe my triceps won’t feel like they’re about to fall off anymore.

I like hurting so good, though, as long as it’s not real pain (because that’s a whole different beast and never any good). My method for surviving tough workouts or post-workout soreness is to compare it to something worse. If I’m struggling through a painful workout, I think, “Well, it’s not childbirth.” That always helps. And if I’m super sore like I am now, I think, “Well, at least it’s not Post-Nike Butt Soreness.”

What is Post-Nike Butt Soreness? It was a soreness like no other that I experienced in the early days of FBG when I went to visit the Nike campus in Portland, Ore. We did an awesome workout at their workout facilities, and during the workout, I was totally fine. Pumped up on Nike adrenaline and excitement. I just remember lunges. And side lunges. Forward lunges. Backward lunges. Lunges at every angle. I mean, so many lunges, you guys.

The next day as I was leaving Portland, I was sore. My buns were barking, and I gingerly settled into the cab to the airport. But the next day? I could barely move. I was like a 90-year-old lady, limping around, trying to function like a normal human. It was impossible. Standing up hurt. Sitting down hurt. Existing hurt. But it was also kind of hilarious. Days two and three were the worst, but I remember it took me a full week to recover all function in my glutes. And how did I respond? By doing a few more lunges to ensure that I didn’t feel that kind of pain from lunges again any time soon!

So no matter how sore I am, I can always, always look back to that Nike experience and know that I survived it. It always makes my current pain pale in comparison!

What’s the sorest you’ve ever been? Can you pinpoint that one exercise session that had you moaning for days afterwards? —Erin



Comments

  1. says

    I love that! Such a fun question. I think probably my sorest was back in high school, sophomore year, at the very beginning of volleyball season. We were doing MASSIVE amounts of conditioning, plus lots of drills that involved diving and exploding toward the net and hitting and setting, like, 500 balls in a row. I remember trying to pick up some books from the bottom of my locker and having actual tears in my eyes because every single muscle was so very, very tender. And then, of course, we had to go do it all over again every afternoon that week.

  2. says

    Ah, the mega-sore glutes. :-) I did exactly the same thing to myself in March when I started a new HIIT workout – lots of plyos, non-stop jumping & kicking, that sort of thing, in intervals for 45 minutes. I had been a little slack on training in the weeks before but thought no biggie, I can just jump right into it (literally). Couldn’t walk up & down stairs for a week without holding on to a railing for dear life!

  3. Mal says

    I’ve got two. First, the very first time I did the Jillian Michaels workout DVD, I think it was the Cut in 30 Days or something. I had never done weight training in my life, so it was a rude awakening. Essentially had to scurry down the stairs of my apartment building or risk completly falling down the stairs. I can proudly do her videos with little trouble and feel great the next day (progress!!). The second wasn’t so much muscle soreness, but it was the result of a workout. My girlfriends and I did a three hour spinning session for charity, and after sitting on the bike seat for 180 minutes straight, we were all hobbling down the street and couldn’t sit on our bums at dinner. Instead we leaned on our sides or shimmied all the way down the seat and kind of laid at the table. :-)

  4. says

    High school for me as well. I started rowing my sophomore year, and was NOT used to that level of activity. Even climbing a flight of stairs made me whimper :)

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