Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Being Humbled

Welp. My triathlon is in a week.

Am I ready?

No freaking way haha.

Thanks to a stress fracture at the end of July, I haven't really trained much (besides a few sessions in the pool) for this race. Thankfully, this has led to my foot healing up quite well.
Unfortunately, it means I'll go into the race pretty much untrained.

These last 3 days have been the beginning of my training (great timing, a week out), and they have certainly been humbling...

(read: beyond frustrating).

On the upside, however, it's forced me to take a step back, to listen to my body, to let go of my ideas of what I "need to do" or "will do," and to be okay with whatever happens. For someone as high-strung as myself, those are major steps, so maybe this experience has been put in my life for a reason.

Or so I hope.

:)

Saturday, February 28, 2015

I Can't Catch a Break

Have I mentioned that I'm 25 going on 80?

Seriously, my body is already failing me and I'm not even 30 yet. This just isn't right haha.

I found out yesterday that I have a ruptured ear drum. Ouch. Add that to the surgery I'm having in a month for my Radial Tunnel Syndrome, my back and neck problems from my car accident, my still-unidentified autoimmune disease that gives me moving nerve pain, AND this cold I've been fighting for over two weeks... and you have one grumpy human.

Good thing for jammies, rice bags, and chocolate. :)


and this picture

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Forced Recovery

Thanks to an unfortunate accident, my right hand is out of commission for a little while.



It's just a deep cut that required a visit to Urgent Care, but it means I can't use that hand... which really limits my ability to exercise. Obviously no lifting or biking, and even the impact of running is a no-go. Soooo that means I'm using these next several days for some major recovery. Might as well use the down-time for something productive :)

That means sleeping TONS (thanks to my bff Tylenol PM), which has been glorious. And lots of ice.



Long foam-rolling sessions every day



Going on walks



And generally doing things that make me feel good (like getting pedicures and eating delicious food and getting spoiled and taken care of by my husband!) :)

As much as it's frustrating to not be able to stay on track with my workout schedule for now, I'm hoping this forced recovery time will do me good in the long run :)