I admit that I'm a clutz. Always have been. I walk into walls and tables, I fell twice on the ice last year, and always seem to have some kind of unexplained bruise or bump on me. In keeping with my usual MO, I fell down a few stairs on Thanksgiving. To give a shout out to Safety, I was not practicing good Operational Risk Management procedures -- pants were too long, carrying a few boxes and moving too fast. The last step caught me in the lower back - ouch! As I lay looking at the ceiling in my living room, you'd think my initial thought might be one of embarrassment, but oddly enough my first thought was "Oh no, my PT test!"
I don't test again till Sept. 2011.
I've gotten into such a regular workout routine that having respiratory problems hasn't stopped me, but a back injury- well that's a whole new ballpark. I took four days off from doing anything. On Monday, I went to the gym. Yes, it hurt, but I did it anyway. As the week progressed, it still hurt, but it hurt less each time.
I know there are injuries out there a lot worse than mine. Injuries that take months or years from which to recover, but the moral of the story here is to get back on the horse. Maybe you can't do a certain exercise anymore, but learn to do another exercise that will still help keep you in shape. Or just take baby steps with the exercise you can't do, build yourself back slowly to the point where you were. If we tell ourselves we can't, then we can't. If we don't try, we don't know. If we let the injury stop us, then it will. But if we just try, even a little, we may find that we can surprise ourselves despite an injury.
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