I had my appointment yesterday with the Sports Massage Therapy Goddess, Kara, and I think my hamstring finally just admitted defeat. It could not escape her. Turns out, it was a good thing I came in because the hamstring had started pulling my back wonky. There were several moments during the session when I would have sworn to you my hamstring was trying to run away from her hands. Lol. She did her magic, and I walked out without a limp or a wobble. NICE! She asked me not to do cardio last night, but I was cleared for an abs session (which I did). The consensus on my weebles-wobble leg situation was that it was indeed a pinched nerve from the inflamed hamstring. Whew! I'll take that!
I headed to the bowling alley, ate my dinner (I totally forgot to take pics of most of my food yesterday because I was too busy inhaling it, lol), worked on a few projects while the guys kicked bowling butt, then headed home and into my protein ice cream. Best part of the day :-) I crashed hard, and when I woke, Bill was getting up to let the dog out. I felt like I'd just fallen asleep, but I rolled over and turned on the coffee pot (yes, it's next to my bed - I am that lazy). When Bill returned he asked me why I turned on the coffee. Duh. Really?
Because it was only 11pm.
Oy. I snapped it off, and went back to sleep. So then this morning, when it really was morning, I turned it back on, got dressed for my workout and went to pour a cup when I realized (now that my eyes were open) that Bill had never put the actual coffee in the actual filter into the actual machine! ARGHHHHH! I think he was very glad for that glass shower door between us when I came to this realization.
Once I had my coffee (and the world breathed a sigh of relief), I sat on the patio icing my hamstring while mentally prepping for Leg day. Every fear I have, every doubt, made an appearance. I am not going to make it. My legs are too weak. Surgery then injury - I can't do this. I just can't do this. Where the heck did these thoughts come from?? I've been feeling so mentally strong, that this took me totally by surprise.
I think part of it was I stepped out on a limb yesterday and am more hopeful than comfortable in my action. I made the reservation for our hotel post-show. Bill, me, Tab and her hubby are heading south of the border (Rocky Point) the day after the show for some very necessary R&R (and just try and come between me and the tacos!). I had struggled with knowing when to make the reservation, and finally spoke to Tab about it yesterday. She didn't understand the question. I clarified. "What if..." What if I get injured, what if I'm not ready, will I lose my deposit? (yeah, I'm a little neurotic).
I thought Tab was going to pick up that 45 lb plate and beat me with it. She helped me realize that it wasn't the deposit or the reservation I was worried about, it was making it to show. I had no idea that was working in the back of my head. Ugh. Sneaky little bugger. Evidently, this morning it was still there.
I got my head on straight, drank my coffee, and headed to the studio... the studio where I had an AWESOME leg workout! It was not a heavy leg-day, for obvious reasons, but it was tough - and I did it. Leg press, lunges, inner thigh work... got 'er done! I felt great when we were finished! I chose to not follow with cardio (my normal MO would be to hit some HIIT post workout, but figured I should probably focus on the health of that leg, eh?), though I will do cardio this evening, after my leg has had some time to rest. The hamstring is sore, feels a bit bruised, but so far so good.
Whew!!
Oh, and did I mention my back and chest are SORE???? Yeah, they are.
I had my appointment yesterday with the Sports Massage Therapy Goddess, Kara, and I think my hamstring finally just admitted defeat. It could not escape her. Turns out, it was a good thing I came in because the hamstring had started pulling my back wonky. There were several moments during the session when I would have sworn to you my hamstring was trying to run away from her hands. Lol. She did her magic, and I walked out without a limp or a wobble. NICE! She asked me not to do cardio last night, but I was cleared for an abs session (which I did). The consensus on my weebles-wobble leg situation was that it was indeed a pinched nerve from the inflamed hamstring. Whew! I'll take that!
I headed to the bowling alley, ate my dinner (I totally forgot to take pics of most of my food yesterday because I was too busy inhaling it, lol), worked on a few projects while the guys kicked bowling butt, then headed home and into my protein ice cream. Best part of the day :-) I crashed hard, and when I woke, Bill was getting up to let the dog out. I felt like I'd just fallen asleep, but I rolled over and turned on the coffee pot (yes, it's next to my bed - I am that lazy). When Bill returned he asked me why I turned on the coffee. Duh. Really?
Because it was only 11pm.
Oy. I snapped it off, and went back to sleep. So then this morning, when it really was morning, I turned it back on, got dressed for my workout and went to pour a cup when I realized (now that my eyes were open) that Bill had never put the actual coffee in the actual filter into the actual machine! ARGHHHHH! I think he was very glad for that glass shower door between us when I came to this realization.
Once I had my coffee (and the world breathed a sigh of relief), I sat on the patio icing my hamstring while mentally prepping for Leg day. Every fear I have, every doubt, made an appearance. I am not going to make it. My legs are too weak. Surgery then injury - I can't do this. I just can't do this. Where the heck did these thoughts come from?? I've been feeling so mentally strong, that this took me totally by surprise.
I think part of it was I stepped out on a limb yesterday and am more hopeful than comfortable in my action. I made the reservation for our hotel post-show. Bill, me, Tab and her hubby are heading south of the border (Rocky Point) the day after the show for some very necessary R&R (and just try and come between me and the tacos!). I had struggled with knowing when to make the reservation, and finally spoke to Tab about it yesterday. She didn't understand the question. I clarified. "What if..." What if I get injured, what if I'm not ready, will I lose my deposit? (yeah, I'm a little neurotic).
I thought Tab was going to pick up that 45 lb plate and beat me with it. She helped me realize that it wasn't the deposit or the reservation I was worried about, it was making it to show. I had no idea that was working in the back of my head. Ugh. Sneaky little bugger. Evidently, this morning it was still there.
I got my head on straight, drank my coffee, and headed to the studio... the studio where I had an AWESOME leg workout! It was not a heavy leg-day, for obvious reasons, but it was tough - and I did it. Leg press, lunges, inner thigh work... got 'er done! I felt great when we were finished! I chose to not follow with cardio (my normal MO would be to hit some HIIT post workout, but figured I should probably focus on the health of that leg, eh?), though I will do cardio this evening, after my leg has had some time to rest. The hamstring is sore, feels a bit bruised, but so far so good.
Whew!!
Oh, and did I mention my back and chest are SORE???? Yeah, they are.
I had my appointment yesterday with the Sports Massage Therapy Goddess, Kara, and I think my hamstring finally just admitted defeat. It could not escape her. Turns out, it was a good thing I came in because the hamstring had started pulling my back wonky. There were several moments during the session when I would have sworn to you my hamstring was trying to run away from her hands. Lol. She did her magic, and I walked out without a limp or a wobble. NICE! She asked me not to do cardio last night, but I was cleared for an abs session (which I did). The consensus on my weebles-wobble leg situation was that it was indeed a pinched nerve from the inflamed hamstring. Whew! I'll take that!
I headed to the bowling alley, ate my dinner (I totally forgot to take pics of most of my food yesterday because I was too busy inhaling it, lol), worked on a few projects while the guys kicked bowling butt, then headed home and into my protein ice cream. Best part of the day :-) I crashed hard, and when I woke, Bill was getting up to let the dog out. I felt like I'd just fallen asleep, but I rolled over and turned on the coffee pot (yes, it's next to my bed - I am that lazy). When Bill returned he asked me why I turned on the coffee. Duh. Really?
Because it was only 11pm.
Oy. I snapped it off, and went back to sleep. So then this morning, when it really was morning, I turned it back on, got dressed for my workout and went to pour a cup when I realized (now that my eyes were open) that Bill had never put the actual coffee in the actual filter into the actual machine! ARGHHHHH! I think he was very glad for that glass shower door between us when I came to this realization.
Once I had my coffee (and the world breathed a sigh of relief), I sat on the patio icing my hamstring while mentally prepping for Leg day. Every fear I have, every doubt, made an appearance. I am not going to make it. My legs are too weak. Surgery then injury - I can't do this. I just can't do this. Where the heck did these thoughts come from?? I've been feeling so mentally strong, that this took me totally by surprise.
I think part of it was I stepped out on a limb yesterday and am more hopeful than comfortable in my action. I made the reservation for our hotel post-show. Bill, me, Tab and her hubby are heading south of the border (Rocky Point) the day after the show for some very necessary R&R (and just try and come between me and the tacos!). I had struggled with knowing when to make the reservation, and finally spoke to Tab about it yesterday. She didn't understand the question. I clarified. "What if..." What if I get injured, what if I'm not ready, will I lose my deposit? (yeah, I'm a little neurotic).
I thought Tab was going to pick up that 45 lb plate and beat me with it. She helped me realize that it wasn't the deposit or the reservation I was worried about, it was making it to show. I had no idea that was working in the back of my head. Ugh. Sneaky little bugger. Evidently, this morning it was still there.
I got my head on straight, drank my coffee, and headed to the studio... the studio where I had an AWESOME leg workout! It was not a heavy leg-day, for obvious reasons, but it was tough - and I did it. Leg press, lunges, inner thigh work... got 'er done! I felt great when we were finished! I chose to not follow with cardio (my normal MO would be to hit some HIIT post workout, but figured I should probably focus on the health of that leg, eh?), though I will do cardio this evening, after my leg has had some time to rest. The hamstring is sore, feels a bit bruised, but so far so good.
Whew!!
Oh, and did I mention my back and chest are SORE???? Yeah, they are.
Hoping the hamstring learned its lesson and decides to heal and be good from now on.
ReplyDeleteKeep on rockin' it!!!
LPM