• LifeBandit666
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    1 year ago

    I’m 40 next year. This year I’ve switched jobs after 16 years of mainly sitting in a chair looking at synchroniser rings for gear boxes.

    The new job has a lot more lifting involved and no chairs. I’ve had so many aches in my back, shoulders and right limbs since I started.

    This week I picked something heavy up and put it down on a bottom shelf. My back popped. I saw stars. My brain felt a bit funny for an hour or so afterwards.

    Luckily I managed to pop the disc back by hanging by my arms from a low bar, and massaging the hurt muscles.

    Lift with your legs, not your back!

    I too feel like this meme is a decade early, but I do feel the meme.

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      1 year ago

      This happened to me too, except my L5/S1 disc is permanently bulged now. If I don’t keep my core strong, and my hips and thighs flexible, I get debilitating sciatic pain down my right leg.

      Stay in shape lads! Stay strong, but don’t lift hard. Stay flexible, but don’t stretch too far. Get some cardio, but low impact.

      If only they taught us in school how to take care of our bodies, our feelings, our minds, our relationships, our communities and our environment… sadlolz

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        1 year ago

        If only they taught us in school how to take care of our bodies, our feelings, our minds, our relationships, our communities and our environment…

        I cannot agree more. I went a bit mental last year, debilitating anxiety, and did a course on how to manage it. At the same time my eldest kid was starting Big School and suffering exactly the same thing, so I spent my time teaching him the things I was learning.

        They’re much better in schools (at least in the UK) now with mental health, he had daily check ins with the mental health first aider or some such, which I really appreciated because there was fuck all like that in my day, when men were men and everyone had Polio (I jest)