Wow, today was just one of "those" days. It was raining, the temps plummeted, spin class was stifling hot, a bit of work stress. So, yep, one of those days.
But, despite the stifling heat during spin class, it was a good class. It was another small one. But one of the girls there and I got to talking about running. She suffered a stress fracture in her femur back in November, and is still unable to run without pain.
She seemed so grateful to have someone else understand what it means to not be able to get out and run. She mentioned that there should be a support group for injured runners. You know what? I think she's right. Luckily, I have many of my blog readers as an unbelievable support system.
Not many of my friends really understand. And this goes for any injury that prevents you from doing what you love of course. But not having a support system from those who understand...it's tough. It makes you feel like a whiny baby, like maybe you're just blowing things out of proportion.
So I feel very blessed that I have support from other runners that really understand where I'm coming from. If you don't blog and don't have lots of runner friends, where would you find that support? Who would you turn to when you want to throw a crying fit, or even throw some actual object. Not even all doctors understand or are supportive.
I feel incredibly lucky to have a PT that understands where I'm coming from. An athlete herself. She sees and knows the frustrations, the impatience, the feeling of failure even. But if you don't run, can you understand? Perhaps if you're an athlete of course (like a cyclist, swimmer, lifter). I feel like I'm rambling a little bit (or a lot). But I hope you understand what I'm getting at.
If you have a friend who's an athlete and is injured, please for the love of everything holy, don't tell them to just lay off the activity. That's like saying, "just don't breathe." So, where do you find support? Or do you try to just go at it alone? I see that leading to major depression actually. If I couldn't vent to someone, I'd explode, or perhaps implode is the better word.
Just something to think about. I'd love to hear your thoughts. And apologize if that made zero sense. Today was one of those days after all.
And it continued well into PT. It too forever to get the acetic acid treatment set up. Then it took forever to check out. Found out that they still haven't been processing all the claims properly. It was pouring rain, so let's just say no grocery store again. Dinner is going to be nuked sweet potatoes with black beans and roasted red bell peppers. It's either that or cereal and I think we're actually out of almond milk. Sigh.
Yep, one of those days.
Daily To-Enjoy List:
But, despite the stifling heat during spin class, it was a good class. It was another small one. But one of the girls there and I got to talking about running. She suffered a stress fracture in her femur back in November, and is still unable to run without pain.
She seemed so grateful to have someone else understand what it means to not be able to get out and run. She mentioned that there should be a support group for injured runners. You know what? I think she's right. Luckily, I have many of my blog readers as an unbelievable support system.
Not many of my friends really understand. And this goes for any injury that prevents you from doing what you love of course. But not having a support system from those who understand...it's tough. It makes you feel like a whiny baby, like maybe you're just blowing things out of proportion.
So I feel very blessed that I have support from other runners that really understand where I'm coming from. If you don't blog and don't have lots of runner friends, where would you find that support? Who would you turn to when you want to throw a crying fit, or even throw some actual object. Not even all doctors understand or are supportive.
I feel incredibly lucky to have a PT that understands where I'm coming from. An athlete herself. She sees and knows the frustrations, the impatience, the feeling of failure even. But if you don't run, can you understand? Perhaps if you're an athlete of course (like a cyclist, swimmer, lifter). I feel like I'm rambling a little bit (or a lot). But I hope you understand what I'm getting at.
If you have a friend who's an athlete and is injured, please for the love of everything holy, don't tell them to just lay off the activity. That's like saying, "just don't breathe." So, where do you find support? Or do you try to just go at it alone? I see that leading to major depression actually. If I couldn't vent to someone, I'd explode, or perhaps implode is the better word.
Just something to think about. I'd love to hear your thoughts. And apologize if that made zero sense. Today was one of those days after all.
And it continued well into PT. It too forever to get the acetic acid treatment set up. Then it took forever to check out. Found out that they still haven't been processing all the claims properly. It was pouring rain, so let's just say no grocery store again. Dinner is going to be nuked sweet potatoes with black beans and roasted red bell peppers. It's either that or cereal and I think we're actually out of almond milk. Sigh.
Yep, one of those days.
Daily To-Enjoy List:
- Spin class
- Knowing tomorrow is Friday
So much love to you girl!!
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