I keep pressing on
I've been rehabbing my torn bicep for a solid 3 week now. I still can't do any pullups or heavy rows, but my strength in the left bicep is slowly returning as the tear continues to heal. I trained for a solid 2 hours on Sunday and noticed a small divot at the base of my bicep right where it meets the tendon. The good news is the swelling is finally down enough, and my ability to engage my bicep (flex) is finally high enough that I can see the tear. It looks a little weird, but oh well. I'll eventually be stronger than I was before the tear. I just have to keep adding reps, then slowly adding weight. Nothing magical about the process. But that brings me to my point for today. I've done some stupid shit in my life and have a litany of injuries that my friends can't wrap their heads around. I'm not a pro athlete, and I'd argue I'm not much of a real athlete in general. I'm closing in on 41 and I can tell you, I don't have a stash of tro...