I've had a rough few weeks. First, the nasty hand, foot and mouth disease, then I seemed to re-injure my foot. You may recall a while back, I jammed my toes after so gracefully tripping on a Nylabone that was so carefully left in the middle of the hallway. I thought it was something that passed on its own. I was so wrong. The weather got nicer and I was going barefoot in the house after work until bedtime. I wasn't able to walk at all a couple of days in a row, but oddly enough, I didn't have much pain in my foot when I would wear shoes. I went shopping for an entire day, while chasing Tyson around and didn't have one hint of pain. The moment I got home, I kicked off my kicks and I was walking around the house and within a half hour, I could barely walk. I was limping around the house and I really thought something was broken in there. The next day, I woke up and it felt a lot better. At this point, I hadn't worked out for 3 days. I decided to take the rest of the day off and give my foot a little more time and I would hit the workout hard the next morning.
Monday morning rolls around, alarm goes off at 4:15, I literally jump out of bed and hit the ground running and... my foot was in so much pain. I yelled some expletives, went to the bathroom and returned to bed. I called my doctor and made an appointment. I got x-rays and he then referred me on to a podiatrist. Fortunately, the podiatry department had an opening for the next day. My doctor confirmed through x-rays that my foot was not broken (thank all that is holy) and the podiatrist said that I had capsulitis. The capsule around the joint in my second toe, right in the ball of my foot is inflamed and the more I walk barefoot in the house on hard floors, the worse it gets. So, his recommendation was to wear some sort of footwear at all times. Nope, I'm not kidding. When it is 86 degrees out, I'm wearing my red Muppet fur Acorn slippers around the house! Okay, okay, so it is a small price to pay when I haven't had any foot pain all week long. So, after my foot gets to feeling better, I got to workout after a week of foot pain! Oh and by the way, this capsulitis is a direct effect of the same injury from the stinking dog toy in the hallway. Seriously. The kicker? I got a cold immediately after. Great. Another break from working out ensued.
I have learned with all these curve balls that I am not good at adjusting things for myself. I want things to go the way I want things to go for myself and any other way is not acceptable. Did you get that? Good! I'm easy going when it comes to things with Brett, Ty or the pups, but not myself. Who would have thought? I know, it is a lot to ask for things to go the way I want them to when and how I want them to. I need to be more flexible and resilient.
Let me tell you, it has been a rough few weeks because nothing has been consistent. The only consistency has been my working out. That was always a sure thing. Not so much when injury and illness strike. It becomes an anxiety ridden, depressing time for me. I feel like no matter what I do, whether it be walking or getting in a short workout, is not enough and not good enough. I need to get over that and realize that I'm not on any deadline for this life change. I'm in this for the long haul and I am sure there will be PLENTY more times like these that I am going to have to roll with the punches. I'm just not going to give up. Even if it means that I have to START SMALL again, I'm not giving up. I've given up on myself enough times that this is not going to be one of those times. The time is now to buckle down and get back into it. I'm ready and I need to push past this bump and give it all I've got. It is a little corny to type this all out, but I do it for the benefit of someone else that might be on the verge of giving up. The time is now. Go do your thing!
Signing off for now, to all of you near and far and to those of you that may have already given up, it's not too late and until next time...
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