Somedays

June 23rd, 2011

Yesterday, on an average sort of not very hard 35 mile training ride, somewhere around mile 25 my right hamstring seized up.  In fact, it was so bad, I could NOT be in my aero bars without pain shooting down my leg.

I slowed down, I sat up, tears started welling up in my eyes, it really hurt.

My other hamstring has been hosed up since last year.  It’s frustrating, my PT ditched me and says she has done all she can.  That can never be a good sign.

I ask an awful lot of my body, I know that.  To what end?  For what reason?  Would I push until it makes no sense to push any farther and damage myself?

My drive is strong.  Being an athlete is part of who I am.  It gives me an identitiy.  It has always been a piece of me.

As I rode home in pain yesterday, I realized how hard it would be for me to be sidelined due to injury.  How even harder it would be if I injured myself to the point of no return.

So with that, I take a step back for a day or two.  Listen to my body, (try to) be smart and know it will all be ok.

It better all be ok.

 

 


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