Upon arrival at my Personal Trainer’s Gym on Thursday it quickly became apparent that the time and effort I expended getting into my compression leggings was wasted…
I did notice the pain in my left heel when I first got up. By the time I had arrived at the Gym I was limping. it was hurting enough to make me wince.Each step sending razor sharp spears of agony up into my calf muscles and beyond. The diagnosis was swift, Achilles Tendonitis. This exercise regime is really starting to pay dividends, I’m even picking up sporting injuries now !!! The scheduled conference call that took place with my ever cheerful, marathon running, Iron Man Finishing, boss half an hour later was brilliant. I am finally able to talk his language in the field of fitness…..
“How are you Suzanne ? Have you worked out this morning ?” he asked..”Yes sort of.” I replied, I then tried to sound like a seasoned athlete, and added “But I’ve done an achilles tendon.”
This really does hurt, and as a result, I have been rendered largely immobile for the last few days. My plans for 15,000 steps and 45 minute high intensity interval training each day this week have been abandoned in favour of sleep and rest. In fact Heel Pain and ongoing Existential Agony combined to produce a most uncomfortable twenty four hours.
I have been facing into a more intense mental anguish than I have experienced before. I tried to articulate my feelings last week, with the Vertigo of Possibility. This is extremely hard to explain, but the overall effect is a more complex sensation than depression and absolute hell to experience.
Jane prescribed a weekend of complete rest, extended periods of sleep, lots of mindful meditation and a little bit of Lego 🙂 Ok, Well Quite a lot of Lego 🙂
The end result of all this rest was a vastly improved state of mind. An hour or so ago I had a moment of immense satisfaction, watching a very dear friend take her first motorcycle ride in many years. I dusted off my Triumph Bobber, loaned her a helmet and after a quick intro and briefing on the bike(Twist This and Hold On) she was off and looking mighty fine whilst whizzing up the road wearing a broad smile…The next step is to for a nice gentle ride, to build her confidence, before we bolt on a couple of flags, and ride alongside each other in the Busselton Pride Parade.
I need to relax more, meditate more, and suffer less…..My Heel still hurts, and I know there is along way to go to slay the demons that drag me deep into a personal abyss, but watching someone do something for the first time in ages, that was a huge step in the right direction,
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