I tweaked my back today.
On my 5th set of ten deadlifts I felt a pull…so, I dropped the bar 2/3 of the way through the round. (Maybe I should have pushed through…?!) I went on to complete the last of the kettlebell swings in some pain, then I fell to my back on the floor in the obligatory “thank-goodness-its-over-I-think-I-might-blackout” position.
I kept thinking: Crap! What am I going to do now if I can’t workout!!? I love this stuff, this is what I do! I need it!! I muddled there for a minute. Then, a thought gripped me– I would feel horrible if it all ended just like that, with some flukey injury. Am I this dependent on my circumstances? Ouch.
This barbell has demanded a lot of time, blood, sweat & tears. And it’s been an awesome journey. It matters; but, nothing should unravel me if it all came to a screeching halt. I have been given great health and capacity and opportunity. But I need to see it that way, and then move on.
When I got off the floor of the garage, I left behind a rather timely image:
Awesome. So, during the pity party, I was actually wearing the T-shirt that should give me accurate perspective on all this! A lot of people would love to be where I am right now, sore back or not. Any workout may be my last; moreover, any workout is a good one.
Enjoy YOUR journey,