Sick Dunk

Sitting down to begin my first two hour tutoring session Sunday, I experienced a sudden head rush. Strangely, this wasn't the normal excited flush I feel when teaching little wiener kids standardized testing. Before I could place the sensation mucus started percolating in my sinus. Shit - I was getting sick. Ten minutes later I was blowing my nose constantly, and it hasn't stopped since then. As a teacher I'm exposed to an infinite sampler plate of disease: take hundreds of underdeveloped immune systems, cram them into a closed building, and enjoy the endless parade of pathogens. I chalked this up to a simple cold, something I could wipe away in 48 hours. Alas, I've wiped away two rolls of toilet power, a box of Kleenexes, and a dozen paper towels, scraping my nose raw.

Monday I figured I could just beat the disease out, so I hit the gym despite a waterfall of snot. Tuesday I wasn't any better, but I could aim for infecting a couple of kids as revenge. By Wednesday exactly nothing had changed. I was still spouting mucus like Ol' Faithful. I considered submitting myself to a medical journal, and I figured sitting out Wednesday's planned trip to the gym might help me finally get over this damn thing. Today, Thursday, I awoke to a whole bunch of the same. I haven't been this sick for this long since I had the damn swine flu in California. About halfway through the day my body erected some sort of barrier in my nose - the flow had stopped! So I went to go punish my body's insolence after school by resuming the same PT exercise, but increasing my RPMs on the cycle and doing an extra set of weights. I even upped my bench weight, clearly letting my body know that sort of delay in recovery is unacceptable.

My hip feels sore, but no worse than it has after previous workouts. It might be time to move from the cycle to an upright such as the Death Machine, a.k.a. elliptical. It's been 7 weeks since the surgery, and while it's been only two weeks into the new year I'm eager to start actually jumping! The lunges and squats are working my leg muscles, but nothing is better than performing the actual motion I want. Someone much taller than me recommended cleans - the staple of meathead workouts - but I'm still weeks, if not months, away from that type of stress on my joint. I'll be back in the gym Saturday to try a few jumps and see what happens... if the next post on here is another shot of me going into surgery, then you know that was a bad idea.

Here's Travis Leslie of UGA's totally ballin' basketball team dropping some serious hate on Kentucky (courtesy of DRob)

BTW, the Kentucky player in the lane (DeMarcus Cousins) is 6'11". Travis Leslie is 6'4".