“The pride you gain is worth the pain.”
Or “my life on the injury roller coaster” 😉
I am not a super athlete; I’m not even athletic. Rather, I am an orthopedic disaster. I am used to being limited by my joints and spending time getting MRIs and Xrays. I am accustomed to pushing through and blocking out pain.
However, 2 weeks ago when I tweaked my shoulder on that pull-up, I honestly wasn’t having pain. I had a little soreness, but nothing to write home about. Since then, I have been taking it pretty easy. I haven’t done boot camp at all and only did Insanity once. I’ve also avoided any lifting that might aggravate it.. The only thing I did do, which in retrospect was probably not a great idea, was go climbing a couple times- but I was pretty darn careful.
So yesterday when I woke up and my shoulder was bugging me a little I was kind of surprised. I hadn’t worked out in 2 days, and hadn’t done anything to really trigger it. I figured I must have just slept on it wrong. I ended up sleeping a good part of the day because I was feeling under the weather (with allergy season hitting me like a ton of bricks) and had a hard time getting comfortable.
Then this morning I woke up with pain that literally took my breath away. I couldn’t even turn my neck! I managed to make it to work, but found myself cradling my left arm most of the day because it was so painful just to let it hang- even on the max ibuprofen dose. I left work early to see an ortho doc and it turns out I have some muscle spasm going on. Apparently it doesn’t take much to aggravate your shoulder muscles (specifically the infraspinatus muscles) and it takes FOREVER for them to heal. In other words: no climbing, Insanity, boot camp, or lifting for at least the next week. 😦 I wonder if the 4 days I haven’t done anything already this week counts… jk
It looks like the stationary bike and stair climber are going to be my BFFs for a while. Hopefully I will at least be able to run soon. I am also hoping to be healed enough in 3 wks to still do the Tough Mudder (even if I have to skip obstacles), but I’m thinking that may be pushing it…
In case anyone is wondering how I am coping… I went for some retail therapy and bought the loudest running shorts I could find (figuring it’s going to be one of the few forms of exercise I’ll be allowed for some time...)
As much as I am I frustrated about this whole setback, I am really trying to roll with it. In reality, I am extremely grateful that it is just a muscle spasm and not a tear or neck injury (especially with all the numbness down my arm and in my fingers!). In the grand scheme of things, a couple weeks of taking it easy is not going to set me way back. Sure it sucks, but it could be a lot worse.
Normally, I’m a pretty tough cookie when it comes to physical discomfort. I have spent my whole life with knee caps that pop in and out of place and have put myself through some serious physical torture. BUT THIS PAIN WAS NO JOKE. If I could have found a spot to curl up and cry at work today I would have. I don’t ever want to have a muscle spasm EVER AGAIN. I would rather run a whole marathon TWICE…IN A ROW.
So it’s back to “resting” for me. Unfortunately, shit happens. No point in getting upset or feeling sorry for myself about it. Really, there’s not much I can do about it now other than regroup (and brace myself for the onslaught of lectures from the non-exercise inclined community about overtraining and how I push myself too hard… Btw just as you’re entitled to your opinion, I’m entitled to respectfully ignore it. Your concern is appreciated, but completely unnecessary. I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself. I am strong and intelligent enough to make my own decisions about what’s healthy for me. Exercise is my anti-stress, antidepressant, and instant center. Risking injury every once in a while to stay sane and love myself is a trade off I am more than willing to make. Besides, if I don’t ever push to my limits, how will I ever know them?). Luckily, Pike’s Peak and the Spartan Ultra Beast are still months away with plenty of time to train.
In the meantime, I am going to do my best to reduce my stress and take care of myself. As much as people like to point the finger at over training anytime I get run down or sick, the truth is my job has really been wearing on me. My work environment can be toxic at times and being an emotional sponge– it really takes a toll on me. Add on top of that everything going on with my mom and her dog and my grandmother getting sick, and you can see how a person can get worn thin. With all the chaos I haven’t been eating that great (or enough) or getting much sleep- (which is generally the key component for me getting sick).
For me, exercise is the one thing that helps me combat all that stress, gives me an appetite (and makes me crave healthy food), and helps me sleep at night. I feel more sore and miserable when I don’t work out than when I do. There is no way I am going to let anyone try to convince me it isn’t good for me.
Last night I slept funny and I woke up with a terrible muscle spasm. It could have happened to anyone. It’s not a reason to give up or stop pushing. Before I started really working out again, my knee caps popped out of place, I had crippling anxiety, felt weak and unsafe, and barely knew myself. I am not about to give up all the ground I’ve made over some silly muscle spasm. It’s not in me to quit… guess that’s just the beast in me. 😉