How to Tell When T-Levels Have Dropped
It’s amazing how testosterone (or lack thereof) can affect recovery and pain tolerance. It’s equally amazing how resistant conventional doctors are to helping women get their testosterone up to optimal levels. I have much more to say about that, but it’s not very nice.
So, remember when I posted blood test results showing my testosterone? The only reason I was able to get it up to low-normal is because I was able to acquire a little more than what my doctor is willing to prescribe. It’s still a small dose, but it’s a bit more than the one-half of a milligram (yes you read that right) I was prescribed.
But this extra dose, is in the form of anavar, so I cycled off it for a month because I don’t want to risk getting man-voice. And after a couple weeks of being off it, I experienced joint pain and a non-healing shoulder impingement.
So yesterday, I cycled back on again, and my shoulder feels damn good for the first time in weeks. Just like that. Other nagging aches and pains are also significantly better. I’m not taking enough to change my physique; I just want to sleep through the night without pain.
Granted, if improved recovery allows me to lift as often and as hard as I used to, then it’s possible that I may build back some muscle along the way. And that would be just lovely.
That, coupled with getting over that stupid infection, plus getting my iron back up to a normal functional level (I guess February was pretty weird looking back at it) has got me feeling healthier than ever.
This Week’s Workouts
It all seems so hodgepodge because I was working around irritated joints, but yesterday I dabbled with an upper body session that included some light, direct shoulder work. (Happy dance!)
Yesterday
Gentle mobility session
T-bar row
DB lateral raises
Machine lateral raises
Dips
Today
Leg press
Seated chest press
Bicep curls
Tricep pushdowns
Leaning Into Discomfort
I’ve been making it a goal to seek out discomfort lately, and it’s interesting what that does to your mind. If it was a really hard thing, you might even get some similar feelings that come on after a cold shower: pride, exhilaration, buoyancy… plus the drive to do more.
And it doesn’t matter if you suck or fail, the courage to try – despite the fear of social judgement or whatever it may be – is the goal.
So on Wednesday I competed in a practical shooting competition and was thrilled to not get last place. But even if I had, it would’ve still been a win. Why? Because I did the hard thing despite my insecurity. Being around men who are serious shooters was daunting, and my pastor who is a faster version of John Wick was there too. My knee jerk reaction said, “I don’t belong here.” And then I replaced that thought with, “I belong wherever I am” (a mental tool from Trish Blackwell). And I got to watch my pastor destroy the competition, which was such a treat. His goal was to win and my goal was to not come in last place.
Success! 
I saved this to my photos and it makes me crack up every time I scroll past. So here ya go!