Ugh. Injuries. I am getting over one.
Last month I did a 4-day yoga teacher training intensive. I was hesitant to do it. It is for a certification I already have but not according to a big governing body because they came up with their guidelines after I obtained it. So I figured I’d do the training besides not feeling 100% about the people doing the training. Well I wish I would have stuck with my intuition. We did TWO pseudo-psychotherapy exercises I wish we would not have done. They affected my back and hip where 1) I had a relapse of b.s. from my ’06 car accident and 2) tapped into some emotional b.s. I will never get closure from a week before I had to see not-so-nice people at a family wedding. The result… the night before the 4th day I was in pain. By the next day I could barely walk or bend my knee.
This carried over for a month until the pain had gotten so bad I was on zero sleep. I could barely walk. I was at least assured I would not need knee surgery since it happened in my “sleep” and pain and mobility issues radiated from my back/hip to my knee, calf, shin, ankle, foot, and traveled to each spot again.
Never mind the physical pain. Not being able to move was emotional torture sending me to that dark place where I had to spend 18-months getting my back to function again after my car wreck. I was mad, sad, moody, and tired from not sleeping. My bitchy mood was exaggerated.
Dark, dark places. Introverted places for someone like me.
The first part of that month was spent hoping I would not need surgery or something else drastic. The second part was spent being patient and trying new raw food recipes and the things I could control while I could barely move.
In that time I had to pull out of a race I was building up to all year. I had to also sit on the sidelines of a race I was a social media ambassador for. I still social media PRd the sh*t out of that and cheered on friends and other racers at the event, but could not run or even walk the 3.1 miles.
I am lucky though. Recovering from my car accident I was grateful I was not left a cripple. Building up to being a runner again I was ALWAYS grateful my body could move again. And even now as I am better from a month of a painful hiatus I am still grateful my body can move.
My muscle tone has diminished. My ego is still humbled (it never got too inflated anyway). I am still grateful. Even as soft as my body is I can move it. It is not a luxury I take for granted.
Despite this cruel injury coming out of nowhere and leaving like it rolled in… I am grateful. I can move.
Please note INJURIES – YOU SUCK.
Sincerely,
The Management
I am sooooo sorry that you were injured! I have (obviously) not been keeping up on blogs and I’m a day late and dollar short but sending you lots of prayers for the recovery of your body back to 100%. Although my back injuries were no where as severe as yours, I can relate after my episode last year with that herniated disc. And all I got is “ugh”. It sucks so much. ((hugs)) and prayers.