Start with a Squat progression (normally I do either squats or deadlifts on Saturdays). I warm up, then do goblet squats, then I do overhead squats with a very low weight…95-ish lbs is typical for me but I have done 135. Then I move on to front squats working up to 225-ish, my forte as they suit my hip flexibility well. And finally some back squats or jumping back squats at a stripped down 135 or 95.
Now as this was likely 3 months ago that this happened, details will be sketchy. I was doing the above progression and whether I failed to warm up properly or it was just time..I felt a squish in my low groin. It happened I believe during the OH squats but I chose to continue on to the front squats. During set #1 I knew I needed to stop squatting that day.
Fast forward a month and I haven’t been to see a doctor; Denial is not just a river in Egypt. So it’s early November and I start having a slew of health problems that gets me a little scared. I’m turning 49 in a month and am concerned that my body may be starting to cash the checks I’ve written against it over the previous 25 years. I try to get an appointment with my gp, 1 month. I get an appointment with my then girlfriend Lisa’s gp sooner. I call my gp again and get in a week earlier and so I dump the secondary doc’s appointment. My gp says it’s not a hernia but refers me to a surgeon.
3 weeks to see the surgeon, and by now, I own real estate…a couple of achers down south.
Dec 9th appointment.
The surgeon lovingly cups my seeds for a grand total of 1 second before saying, yup that’s a hernia. (inguinal hernia) We’ll try and get you in before Christmas.
Just to explain what carrying my intestines around in my scrotum feels like, it feels like I was kicked in the berries about an hour ago. Most of the pain has subsided but I still have a low-grade ache plus that slightly sick to the stomach feel you get. Plus it’s exacerbated when I cross my legs or my junk gets un-comfy in my pants. I wake up several times a night having failed to not pinch my kiwis between my legs. Speaking of pants, I’ve had to buy new jeans and new work pants to accommodate the boys.
Workouts: These have ceased in the last 10 days as they cause delayed onset discomfort. And, well face it; they are probably dangerous at this juncture. I have lost 10 lbs. and gained a muffin top, ughh!
So…it’s the 29th of December and I’m scheduled for Laparoscopy on Jan 2nd.
That’s the news, it bright and cool out today.