Awhile back I had written a post about a little project that I had written for myself. I was pretty excited about it at the time, and had planned to blog about it regularly to keep you all posted on what was going on and how I was progressing.
Operation FAIL.
I wish FAIL stood for something.
Something profound.
Something meaningful.
Something epic.
It doesn’t. It stands for fail, not completing, nothing to report.
Now you are probably wondering why? I agree, I would be too.
Enter The Wrench…
Yes, a nasty huge wrench was thrown into the picture about 6 weeks ago. An injury, that to this point in my life has trumped all injuries. I have been unable to workout for the past 6 weeks and it’s killing me. Before all this I was deadlifting heavy weights, increasing my pull ups, jumping around, and swinging my kettlebells.
Now all I want to do is pick up something small and light off the floor. Ridiculous sounding for me, but complete and total truth. It’s painful on many levels. I know I’m not dying, but this is hard for me to deal with. It’s hard for me to work. It’s also hard for me, as exercise has been my outlet and my strength.
After weeks of rest, ice, heating pads, massage, chiropractic care, acupuncture, trying to sit still and my clients moving things around the gym for me, I made an appointment with a spine specialist.
Although he came from a trusted referral, I assumed that like most doctors (no offense if you are one) he’d send me for an MRI, tell me to rest some more, and ship me off to physical therapy. We aren’t there yet, thankfully, I think.
An hour later, with multiple manipulations, adjustments, stretches, and holds, I walk around with relative ease. My first question, “Can I try to workout now?”
NO!
Ugh, when is this going to get any better? The advice? “Stick with this, see how you feel in a few days.” If the manipulations, adjustments, stretches and holds stick, then I can ease back into it. In the mean time I can do side planks. That’s it side planks!
It’s a struggle…I’ve spent the past ten years consistently working out, and working out right (well for the most part.) I’ve spent almost the past 6 years walking into the gym every day moving around weights that I don’t even think about, Helping friends move and being able to do more than ‘the guy friends’ who are also there to help, Running up and down the stairs at home with laundry, Helping my dad do renovations on my house, Moving furniture…
Now, six weeks later, I still struggle to stand up without additional support. I’m certainly not springy or quick or even strong right now, although my doctor says I am. It blows. For one of the first times ever I’m actually doing what I’m supposed to, nothing. As one of my clients said to me just today, I need to be doing my #1 job and take care of myself.
So here we go, this has to be the upside of the well curve (inverted bell curve), at least I hope that it is.
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