OH MY GOD. There is not one thing on me that doesn't hurt and today is better than yesterday was. Will someone PLEASE remind me that I am not 35 anymore? That's kind of rhetorical--please don't remind me--it just pisses me off that I can hurt like this. I'm talking about the I can hardly walk kind of hurt, where it takes you 5 minutes after you stand up to actually start moving in a forward motion.
What would possibly cause this type of agonizing pain? The first race of the season--that's what. I take full responsibility for it. After my surgery this summer, I quit doing anything that remotely resembled exercise. Oh sure, I walked the dogs every day, but that was more of a stroll and my right arm was not involved at all in the process. So, I'm thinking to myself that I should be able to do 3 miles with no problem. And I did. The problems started about 3 hours after the race--I was exhausted--could hardly hold my head up. Then the stiffness set in. I actually went to sleep at 7 pm on Saturday night. Then on Sunday when I tried to get up--it took me like 20 minutes to stand up and every time I got up during the day, I would have to wait about 5 minutes before I could actually move. I almost cried every time I had to go upstairs for something. And of course, my damn dogs had to go on their walk. Twice.
Today is a lot better, but I have to watch how long I sit. Otherwise, I have to wait 5 minutes before I decide I'm not going to pass out from the pain. I don't remember it being like this ever before.
What would possibly cause this type of agonizing pain? The first race of the season--that's what. I take full responsibility for it. After my surgery this summer, I quit doing anything that remotely resembled exercise. Oh sure, I walked the dogs every day, but that was more of a stroll and my right arm was not involved at all in the process. So, I'm thinking to myself that I should be able to do 3 miles with no problem. And I did. The problems started about 3 hours after the race--I was exhausted--could hardly hold my head up. Then the stiffness set in. I actually went to sleep at 7 pm on Saturday night. Then on Sunday when I tried to get up--it took me like 20 minutes to stand up and every time I got up during the day, I would have to wait about 5 minutes before I could actually move. I almost cried every time I had to go upstairs for something. And of course, my damn dogs had to go on their walk. Twice.
Today is a lot better, but I have to watch how long I sit. Otherwise, I have to wait 5 minutes before I decide I'm not going to pass out from the pain. I don't remember it being like this ever before.
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