Monday, October 12, 2015

The injured warrior, and Captain Janeway encounters the Demiurge

Even before the end of European daylight saving time, the first night of bitter frost is already behind.
I'm recovering from injury of which I don't even know how exactly it happened, just doing a dumb stretching move in between exercises. Before that, I had finally managed a 100 kg bench press once more, then incline bench press with 36 kg dumbbells. Then that dumb move which caused a brief pain in the shoulder, then it seemed ok again and I continued, flies with dumbbells, then flies on slings (not talking about insects here, just for the uninitiated: "flies" is the term for a chest exercise). Rode home, cooked lunch. Then in the afternoon the pain started. It was continuous, made it hard to sleep; the next day was worse. It was extremely challenging to change clothes, my left arm was pretty much immobile at the shoulder. The second night was worst, I moved from my bed into an armchair because in the sitting position I could rest my left hand on my thigh which gave at least a bit more support than when lying down - I even managed to sleep a bit.
The first day I hadn't been sure if I'd even be able to ride the bike, but it was possible and so I decided to ride to my doctor on Thursday. She quickly determined I had strained my bicep tendon - apparently badly.

I still bought some arnica ointment at a drugstore then and also took ibuprofen as advised by my doctor although it's been perfectly ineffective on the pain.
The injury happened last Tuesday and I wasn't back at the gym before Saturday for just some very lame 20 minutes on the treadmill and a single abs exercise, reverse crunches on the mat, the only one not requiring to hold my arms anywhere near my head. On Sunday I was back for a pretty much regular leg workout - no squats though as I couldn't hold a bar on my shoulders, and my hair annoyed me while running the treadmill as I was still unable to braid it. But I've been getting better each day since the weekend and am expecting to be back to normal soon.

So, what have I been doing with my time while going through this? Among other things, watching Star Trek episodes...
I came across one that struck me as particularly interesting in context to my background, it's a Voyager episode titled "Coda", and I could give it the subheading, "Captain Janeway Encounters the Demiurge". She appears to have died and is wandering among her crew without them being able to see her while her body is lying lifeless. That "demiurge" appears in the shape of her father...
I found an excerpt of the episode's most essential scenes.


This is exactly what the demiurge (AKA "god") is thought to do.
I'd like to hear the opinions of other Satanists on this... if there are any others who watch Star Trek. ;)
Why do I watch Star Trek? I sure don't share the Starfleet ideology, I'm a renegade... but somehow I've always enjoyed the show; the classic series not really, I'm probably too young for it, but The Next Generation, Deep Space Nine, and Voyager. They're among the very, very few things I enjoyed during my tortured childhood.
Kathryn Janeway is my favorite Starfleet captain, and especially in scenes like the above when she's showing her iron strong willpower and determination. She sure is quite a bold fighter!