Thanks. Structurally I have narrow shoulders and small arms, so I think I have an advantage when it comes to pressing. I found out about a week ago the Cali state bench record for 181 weight class is 347. Give me 1-2 years and I'm so there!! The most I've ever actually pushed is 265; however, 4 weeks in a row my projected max from 5/3/1 has been around 290. I will retest in a few months.
Lower body lifts before injury:
Bulgarian Split Squat: 4x8x115 (barbell)
Reverse Lunge: 4x10x150
The whole ordeal with the knee injury was a hyooooooge cluster fuck. I went to SEVEN different doctors, including 4 orthosurgeons (3 of which specialized in sports!), before I found resolution. That really only came in the form of arthroscopic surgery, which was initially diagnostic, but eventually a "clean-up" due to the massive amounts of scar tissue under my patella.
What happened? Sometime around Halloween I pulled a bar into my right patellar tendon during a snatch. It really hurt, but was no debilitating by any means. I finished my workout (including heavy deads) and even worked out the following day. I was even asymptomatic through the weekend, other than the sharp bruising pain from pushing on it.
Then I wake up monday morning, and all hell breaks lose. Both the tendon and my VMO are unusually swollen. I foam rolled, and thought nothing of it. I worked out. Went to my hip hop class, and things just felt pretty stiff. Things got progressively worse after that night. My knee blew up like a water balloon and stayed that way for about two months leading up to the surgery!! The surgery was optional, but you can probably understand why I said, "go for it!" as a last resort. MRI's and X-rays showed nothing. Hence, arthroscopic surgery.
What did they find? A shitload of scar tissue! And by shitload, I mean so much, that even I, who has no idea what I'm looking at from the scans of the inside of my knee, could see it and point it out. And here's the catch. According to my surgeon, he said it was OLD scar tissue, as in more than 5 years old!! WTF? So I ask myself, what the hell did I do to my knee?
Then I remember 7 years ago during my cross country years. I was running outside in the winter, and slipped on a patch of ice that was covered by snow. Consequently, my knee cracked directly through about 6 in of solid ice. My knee blew up, and the bursal sac under my knee cap actually ruptured. And being an idiotic high school athlete, as soon as I could wrap it up and run 5 mi again without debilitating pain that's what I did. Needless to say, my knee accumulated such a massive amount of scar tissue there, at the first sign of trauma, my knee really had no chance of healing efficiently. Well that trauma didn't happen for 7 years, on an ill-performed snatch.
In a way, it was kind of a blessing in disguise. But there was a whole lot of heart break and demoralization that lead up to that realization. At least I'm on the right track now!