My exercise experience today completely SUCKED.
Mostly because it didn't happen at all.
Nor is it likely to for a while. It finally happened, after three years of daily beach walking, I finally hurt myself. I have kept going through a lot of things like chronic pain, epic blisters, nasty weather, and a bunch of other crap I can't really think of right now.
This one has stopped me in my tracks. Mean little fucker. I have had systemic problems with tendons in various body parts for years now, but this one is a place that has me more screwed than usual. The top of my ankle, and it keeps me from being able to pick my foot up. Seems it is called the anterior tibial tendon.
I don't really know how bad it is beyond the pain, but I do know to respect soft tissue injuries, they take forever to heal. I figured out how to deal with planters fasciitis in the bottoms of both feet, but this is the opposite. Still trying to puzzle it out. I almost went out to do some testing this morning, but thought better of it. Then just trying to do laundry put me back in my place.
Oy vey!
I think I can be okay in a gym, as long as I stay away from the cardio stuff. I am not sure however, about swimming with all that kicking. (pointing toes is a no-no)
I am tempted to just move up my timetable for starting the gym, but I have a road trip coming up and hate to pay membership fees for something I am not using while I am gone.
Bother, I hate being around me when I'm all pissy like this.
