Resveratrol ( or How to be a Lush without any of the fun)
It has been for freakin’ ever since I have posted. Why? Well because I have had nothing to report. Zero. Zip. My shoulder had made very little improvement in months. Regardless of how much fish oil I ingested( fish burps. Mmmmmm) or physical therapy sessions I endured. I just hit a plateau.
Now, I am not much of a drinker ( although it has been suggested to me that I start and start heavily) but recently I remembered that my athletic performance and endurance was significantly improved in the past ( several years ago) when I began taking a supplement called Resveratrol, an antioxidant found in the skin of red grapes. Scientists attribute the low incidences of heart disease and obesity in France, (despite their intake of delicious, fatty foods) to their copious ingestion of red wine which contains buttloads and buttloads of Resveratrol. This is known as The French Paradox.
I dreamily recalled my run times were faster and my endurance increased. I discovered all of this by accident then as I was merely taking the supplement for its purported anti – aging health benefits and not athletic performance. I was very pleasantly surprised with the Superwoman side effects. Somehow though, I fell out of taking it and almost forgot all about it ..until recently.
Since my surgery I have been focusing on cardio mostly and whatever else I am able do but my wind and endurance have been pathetic, (for me at least) and then I remembered ….the grape!
I started taking it again about 3 weeks ago to the tune of 500 mg per day and I’ll be damned if it’s not what I remembered! My times are getting faster. My runs more effortless , and some of this ass fat is beginning to melt a bit. But here is something I did not expect….My shoulder is actually making progress!!!
In 3 weeks I have seen more improvement than 3 months! My range of motion has improved and I can actually sleep at night without most of the pain I have been experiencing. Every day is better and better. Needless to say, I am stoked!
So my fellow winged athletes to you I say, raise a glass, take a pill, and march on to victory! I am.