I've spent many years at the gym in front of this thing. Putting a LOT of weight on my shoulders and squatting or picking up a whole bunch of weight off the ground, deadlifting. It got to a point where I was able to not get sore. I could squat 3 plates, and walk out like nothing was happening and walk around the next day like it wasn't no thang. My friends who follow me on facebook can attest to that.
With that said, I ventured out to the gym today after work to test out simple/easy stuff on my legs (the Dr gave me the ok and actually said it was a good idea) Because I had NO idea where to start weight wise, I kept it low weight, high reps (not what I like doing, but thems the breaks). All machines too, which is more of an annoyance for me then anything useful. But regardless, it's been 3 months, I thought I knew my body. This low weight, high weight shit messed me up. I mean, I didn't mess up my knee or anything. My legs were wobbling like they haven't wobbled in a long, LONG time. It boggled my god damn mind.
Anyway, I got through the short workout no problems, and along with the tiny leg workout, I did like 10 minutes on the bike. The idea is that I should keep my legs strong so that after the surgery, they can be supportive to the new ligament as it heals and binds to the knee.
Before it gets asked; no, I don't intend on squatting or deadlifting until way down the road after the surgery. It stinks. I just continue on with these puny machine workouts. I do hammer away at the upper body stuff, so there's that.
But, I'm pushing on. December 7th. The jokes will write themselves so I won't make any. But I will part with this quote- 'What? Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no! "
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