My last day at the gym was the day before my dermatologist told me I had dermatomyositis. I had since then lost at least 40lbs of muscle, maybe more. I have a moon face caused by Medrol induced Cushing’s Syndrome. In a few months short of 2 years, I look like a completely different person. Only a couple of my fellow lifters have seen me since my last day at the gym. While I want to get back in the gym, I hate to see the shock in the eyes of those who know me, even if they never talked with me.
My first day back went as I expected as far as how I was received by the gym members. Some were outgoing, welcoming me back, wishing me the best. Some just looked with interest. I did feel self conscious as there were plenty of mirrors to remind me that I was no longer the man I once was, not even close. A lifter who was becoming a friend before my illness gave me the most encouragement. His name was Charles Bailey. I will talk about him in later posts.
I started very light, because I know my bones are much more brittle. Plus, I am very weak. It is still very hard climbing any stairs, and a flight of stairs is out of the question. I started a 4 day per week lifting program. Upper body/lower body split. I did deadlifts on lower body day. I did five sets of 10 reps on every exercise, definitely no where close to failure by choice, though some exercises did seem to tire sooner than I would have expected. I omitted squats for now, because it was hard enough to stand up from a seated position.
I tired very quickly. But it felt good doing what was the core of who I was. I brought my protein intake up to at least 150gms/day. I am hoping to stop the embrittlement of my bones. It seemed that my bones needed to support more weight. I was hoping that I helped more than I hurt my cause. Time would tell…
It was absolutely discouraging how weak I was.