Awesome. I get added
to the Chicago Run Bloggers blogroll just as this blog turns into a sobfest
about injury recovery time with a bonus side of swimming as rehab. Swimming = boring unless you are Michael Phelps
or that other douchebag from the Olympics whose name I can’t even remember.
I had both setbacks and positive things happen this weekend.
On the setback front I did something sort of stupid – but I swear I didn’t mean
to. On Saturday morning I was heading to
a CorePower yoga class and because I’m a chronic over-sleeper I was running
late. I parked my car and got my meter
sticker and without thinking I turned and started running back to my car to put
it on the dashboard. I made it four steps and felt something shift in my calf –
painfully. I limped into class and
lasted about 10 minutes – no down dogs for me. I came home and promptly burst
into tears completely freaking out my husband. I should change the wording on
my blog photo to read: Look at the smile! Whoever thought I’d burst into tears
because I can’t run!
On the positive side later that day I was helping a friend
look for her lost cat and I knelt down to look under a car. As I got up I felt
the same shift in my calf but when I stood up it felt better. Not like ‘Let’s go for a run!’ better but more
like ‘not gimping around as much’ better. So I’ve been icing and wearing
compression socks and not even thinking about running. I went to the gym yesterday and swam for a
mile. I don’t know how swimmers do it –
it’s so incredibly boring. And, if I may, I’m going to complain about my gym
for a moment. I belong to Galter Life Center and normally I love them. It’s a very welcoming place for people of all
abilities, ages and sizes. Because it’s
a medical fitness facility there’s a heavy emphasis on rehabilitation,
especially cardiac rehab so you see many older people who are in not so great
shape. But, it’s heartening to see them
trying to make a change for the better.
I joined many, many years ago so I never Yelped reviews for Galter
before I joined, but now I occasionally read the reviews and there is an
alarming trend of crappy customer service that is getting them one and two star
reviews. I was on the receiving end of
the potentially crappy customer service yesterday. I figure if I’m going to be stuck swimming
for several weeks then I might as well take a few private lessons to see if I
can better my breast stroke and become more efficient. I filled out the request for at the front
desk and the attendant took it and told me someone would be calling me in about
4 weeks. Wha? I told her I was hoping
that 4 weeks would be the time of my rehab and I wanted to take these lessons
sooner rather than later. She marked the
form to call me asap, but really? Why would it take 4 weeks for someone to call
to schedule a swim lesson? I figure whoever runs the swim program would just
sit down once a week and call all the people who requested lessons and be done
with it – not sit down once a month. Whatever.
If they don’t want my money I can muddle through with my poor form
without them. I also sent my old Pilates instructor an e-mail to see if he
thought Pilates might be a good fit.
My proactive move for today was to call my doctor to make an
appointment (tomorrow! Yay for being flexible!) so I can get a referral for
physical therapy. I know I won’t be able
to get a definitive answer as to when I can hit the pavement again, but I’d
like to know if it’s OK to swim and maybe get suggestions of some other things
I can do while I wait and see if there’s anything I can do to speed up the
process.
So, sorry if you tuned in looking for a running blog and
found a whiney rehab/swim blog instead but for the next few weeks it’s what I’ve
got going on. Hopefully there will be
some comedy gold in petty swim lane spats, hot tub mishaps and Pilates
mayhem. Unlikely, but you never know.
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