The past 4 days have not been very good days for me.
Part of my job as a personal trainer at the Y is to periodically walk through
the gym area and make sure that weights are put away.
For some reason, we have a big problem with people not putting away weights
and equipment after they use them. It drives me crazy!! I've even joked that I
want a shirt made that says - "Yes, I am a personal trainer..." on the front,
and - " No, I am not your maid." on the back.
Apparently karma didn't find my "little joke" funny because while I was working
on Friday, I made my walk through the gym, to find there were two 45 pound plates
laying flat on the floor in the free weight area. When 45 pound plates are left on machines,
or bars, they aren't too terribly hard to move. Yes, they're heavy, but at least I can
kind of squat under the weight and lift it keeping it close to my body.
Well, when it's FLAT on the floor, that isn't possible. I picked up the first one,
without too much problem. The second one however was a totally different story.
As soon as I stood up with it, I knew it wasn't good. Each step forward that I took
only served to prove that it really, really wasn't good.
I re-racked the weight, and immediately headed for ice.
I layed on the floor on ice for 15 minutes, and took 3 ibuprofen. I somehow managed
to stay one more hour until my shift was over.
I came home and continued with ice, and ibuprofen.
After all, Ladybug wanted to go shopping on Saturday for her graduation dress and also
a dress for her banquet/dance. I HAD to be fine by Saturday!
Plus, Hubby and I had a date night planned for Saturday night. (We have about 2 date nights
a
year, so obviously we were really looking forward to it!)
I had to be fine by Saturday!!
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Saturday morning came, and so did the tears. And then more tears....
Tears of disappointment, tears of discomfort, tears of depression.
Saturday involved plenty of tears, and pain, and unfortunately no shopping or date night.
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And here I am on Tuesday.... still experiencing pain. NOT COOL!
I'm doing ice, and ibuprofen, and Ben Gay, plus lots of laying on the floor, in the bed,
and sitting up with a pillow behind my lower back...anything to try and get comfortable.
This is not fun, and I would never wish back pain on anyone!
I'm supposed to work on Thursday, and supposed to go to a concert two hours away
on Saturday.
I'm worried, but hopeful that I'll be better by then.
Healing thoughts and prayers, please!
And remember....
P.S. - I promise to NEVER take my health for granted again! Once I'm able to
exercise again, I won't ever waste another day by being "too busy" to work out.