As I was getting ready for work this morning I mentioned to the Hubs that I felt like my legs were showing more atrophy. That’s really my biggest fear- losing muscle that I will never get back. That might seem like a silly fear, but here’s the reason why: I’m fully hopeful that someday there will be a cure for paralysis and I don’t want all my muscle to be gone and prohibit me from being able to walk again. My muscles still have some slight ability, so I like to keep them active as much as possible. Or, when I remember, at least.
[Random thought: isn’t “atrophy” a weird word? It looks like “a trophy”. But, isn’t that the opposite of what it is? Your muscle is literally dying. It’s going away. You’re losing. There’s definitely no winning. Shouldn’t it be called a-sucky? Or a-losing? Or a-where-the-hell-are-my-muscles-going?]
So, at the gym today I did leg day. I killed it on leg day. I told GunShow that I thought my legs were getting skinny and at first he didn’t understand why that was a bad thing. “You don’t want your legs to get skinny?” I responded “No. I’m good with every other part of my body getting skinnier. Just not my legs, cause it’s not for the right reasons.” And after that, I killed it. I rode the bike longer than I have yet. I did more reps on the leg press and I did the abductor and adductor machine. I was completely spent by the end. Legs twitching up a storm. It’s funny when I do leg day, because I know that I am working really hard, but I can’t really feel it. And then after I’m completely exhausted. But I still feel like I didn’t do anything, because, again, I can’t feel it like with other body parts. Sometimes I forget why I’m so exhausted and have to be reminded that I did leg day. It’s just a really odd feeling.
But, it’s something that needs to be done. I need to start pushing myself more to keep my legs from withering away if I can help it. They may atrophy. And they may get skinny. Too skinny. But, I am going to fight like hell to keep that from happening.