I've always had a hard time admitting that things aren't going well. I'm that person who goes into work ill because staying in bed is for weak people, and I'm not weak. I don't let many people know when my body is in pain, because I personally hate complainers, so why would I go around complaining?
Last week during my heavy squat training I had no choice but to train first thing in the morning. My day at work was crazy busy, so I had to fit it in whenever I could, even though I hate training in the morning. My warm up was a little rushed, but my body had been feeling the best that it has in a long time, so I wasn't too worried. I worked up to 305 for a triple, and during that set I felt a little bit of tension in my low back, but not enough to stop the set. After I racked the bar, I grabbed the safety pins and felt excruciating pain in my low back. My training partner took my wraps and belt off and I was on the floor in the fetal position for 45 minutes. I spent the next three days laying in bed barely able to move. Thankfully nothing is torn or herniated, but my pelvis and sacrum shifted. I'm doing everything I can to get myself back to where I was before, but with provincials less than three weeks away, I am steering away from my original game plan, and taking token lifts to qualify for Nationals.
