As a bachelor, I possess many stereotypical items only a bachelor owns, one of which, displayed prominently is a pull up bar.
The $25 impulse purchase while walking through Marshall’s one night last winter now hangs in a spare bedroom door frame for all visitors to see. Hanging with intentions, but not purpose, having the effect of showing outsiders that “I do work out”, while collecting a disproportionate amount of dust to sweat particulates.
In fact, for the last 3 months it, along with nearly every muscle in my upper body, has sat stagnant.
Until recently, when I decided to test Newton’s theory of “objects in rest and stay at rest” and the sub theory that as you approach 30 years old (1 week out) your body won’t do the same things you once asked it to do without consequences.
20 pull ups later, I stood red faced, arms dragging and a sudden pain in my lower back… and so set off a restless night of sleep, Aleve, and the constant nagging feeling during the work day. The following day, every time I stood, I winced. Every time I sat I winced. Every time I turned suddenly, I winced.
In sports, we often encounter the same thing. That nagging, countless pain, that sometimes you simply can’t ignore not matter how much you try. A pain in the back that has become a pain in the ass or PITA (and that doesn’t come with a falafel or hummus).
Here are those things that continue to be a PITA as a UK fan: