I've totally crashed. I have no idea why. Maybe from 8 years of abusive, bodybuilding style workouts? I've tried everything over the last two or three years, but the workouts have only gotten worse and worse. Every once in a while I'll have one halfway decent workout, and then another two weeks or a month of utter failure -- no pump, no muscle sensation at all, no soreness. I no longer feel like I'm even exercising in the gym. I can understand a lack of progress in terms of increasing lean mass or decreasing bodyfat -- that's to be expected. But when you set foot in the gym and walk out an hour later without even breaking a sweat or pumping any blood into the muscle, no matter how hard you try, and nothing to show for it but a creeping ache in your joints, what's the point? I don't even feel healthy.
Last night i went for a jog, nothing serious, about 30 minutes at a nice, even pace. It felt atrocious on my hip flexors (never had that problem before), and i just got the impression my body was broken and worn down. But it did allow me to feel good about myself, a little bit. It DID feel like i was exercising, like i was working to maintaining some semblance of health.
So, I got to thinking, should I just put down the weights for a while, and jog a little to satisfy my instinct for exercise? I never wanted it to come to this, but I truly feel as if I've exhausted every other option short of loading up on hormones (which I'm not going to do). I finally feel as if I've tried everything. I've looked into form, posture, stretching, volume/intensity/exercise selection, different diets, mobility work, everything I can think of, and none of it seems to help. The only remaining option I can see is to take time completely off, and seeing if my body heals on its own.
I'm a little scared to do this, because as miserable as I am now, I do at least have a decent physique, which I don't want to lose completely. But as it is, I'm just grinding through three utterly sad and ineffective workouts a week, which don't even stimulate me. I suppose at this point I think it's worth the risk to see if time off can help me; if it can't, then I'm just in for a slow, sad slide into shit-physique-ville anyway.
Does this sound like a good idea to anyone else? Has anyone else had a similar experience at some point?