It was bound to happen. Inevitable really. There we were, Turbokicking away in a veritable sauna (why oh why must the YMCA keep the temp at a balmy 90 degrees? I know there are a lot of old people, but are they trying to make senior citizen jerky?), when Gym Buddy Allison went down. It happened so fast that she says she didn’t even know it had happened. Several of us stopped to make sure she was all right and she popped back up like a rabbit. She finished out the class.
The swelling started before we even left the gym. A rolled ankle. Raise your hand if you’ve done something similar. See everyone out there waving their hands at their computer screens, Allison?? (My, don’t you guys look silly!) Injuries happen to everyone. A pulled muscle, a twisted knee, an overstretched hamstring… and always the ankles. If you work out much you probably even have a “pet injury” – one that follows you everywhere and never quite seems to go away.
For me it’s my wrists. Years of gymnastics started the damage and typing endlessly on a computer pretty much finished them off. I also recently had a stress fracture in my shin from too much running (owwwwww) which led to my now-infamous cardio diet.
You Know You’re A Compulsive Exerciser If…
For a lot of people, an injury is a great (and often valid) reason to skip the gym. But for some of us – and I definitely include myself here – nothing, especially not a stupid injury is going to keep us from our beloved workouts.
Some injuries are easier to work through than others – I can baby my wrists and still do mad cardio, but watching Allison try and adapt the monkey bar routine to a bum ankle was hard. On one hand, I can’t stand the thought of her being injured. She’s what keeps me going! We motivate, push and encourage each other. But on the other hand, watching her do one-legged jumping jacks (for reals – girlfriend’s a trouper!) kinda made me wonder if we weren’t taking it a bit too far.
Either way it doesn’t matter. Nothing I say could keep Allison away from the gym (and I’m exactly the same way, so I totally understand). But I think we need to do a better job of modifying the workouts… Today she did one-legged Hindu squats, one-legged mountain climbers, no-legged handstands (get it?! hee.)
Help Us Out!
I am obviously a bad person to come to for advice about recovering from an injury. In gymnastics I broke the same foot in the same spot 3 times in six weeks because I wouldn’t stay off of it. The last time, my mother the nurse, was so sick of taking me to the doctor that she set my break right there on the kitchen table. Yeah, I grew up on the frontier;)
So, dear darling readers, please tell us your stories about stupid *&$%# injuries and how you recovered from them. And please, no couch sitting stories, let’s be realistic here. She’s not going to stay out of the gym, so how should she work around it?
Thanks in advance – I love you people!!
Note: File this one under “duh” but don’t ever search for “injury” in google images. I think I have to go throw up now…