Let me preface that I have really taken a step back from blogging (including reading) since surgery last week. I’ve been all hopped up on pain meds and just not interested in being on the computer much. Today is actually my first day of zero meds, 9 days all doped up on oxycontin and percocet was plenty for me.
So seeing as I haven’t really wanted to post I will blame Brittany for this post today. She posted yesterday about taking a running break and how she is running happy again because of it. She mentioned how she felt herself running for other people and comparing pace to other people and how that can be stressful. For any runner / blogger / fitness buff out there it can be hard to not get caught in the comparison trap.
One thing that this lovely ACL injury has taught me is that I definitely took my good health for granted. I definitely had a little green monster in me from time to time and wished I was faster. Not all the time at all but it was there occasionally. So as I hang out in my recliner all day with my foot elevated just trying to flex my quad I realize how silly it was that I ever compared pace with people. I physically cannot get a full flex out of my quad, do a leg lift, move my leg from side to side, bend more than about 40 degrees (solid deal of pain just getting there), or crutch the length of my apartment (in a full leg brace) without breaking a sweat.
I’m not looking for a pity party or anything I promise. I am actually healing really well, I have gone to PT twice and have already seen an improvement now that I know what exercises I should be doing. Just trying to put things in perspective a little.
I have been putting off any cooking for the most part because my brace wasn’t fitted for me and I am really wobbly without it. Trying to cook with two crutches is wildly difficult. You never realize how far the fridge is from your counter space until you have to crutch to it. When using two crutches your hands are also both busy so you have to get creative. Well yesterday I finally went into the kitchen to cook chicken. These three (yes I live with three cats now) were circling me like sharks to be fed so I also fed them. So the act of 1) feeding the cats / getting them water, 2) cleaning / putting chicken in a pan to bake, and 3) filling up my ice machine with ice and water took FORTY FIVE MINUTES. And I was literally dripping with sweat. I dont know about you but I’d take a 15 minute mile to that debacle. Seeing as my kitchen adventures SUCK I have been eating so incredibly boring / not nearly enough lately. My go to right now is granola with sunflower seeds, cashews, and dried pomegranates AKA granola topped with whatever looks good in the pantry. It takes a total of 3 minutes to put together and is one hand friendly.So yes, the point of this post. I hope you are running / spinning / whatevering for yourself and you love every minute of it. Even if you have to stop and walk to catch your breath enjoy it. You could be in a full leg brace…Since I am not yet bitter and bitchy from this whole thing there is always a silver lining… I can officially fit my compression socks on!! Compression sock + ice machine = productive and happy Megan.
Q: Do you ever find yourself playing the comparison game?
Q: How do you avoid burnouts?
Categories: ACL Injury