I cut short my run on Saturday because my right knee pain returned but I still got a little over 5 miles in. My knee was feeling better so I went for a short run on Sunday morning. I left the house and within a few minutes my left (formerly known as good) calf seemed to lock up and wouldn't unlock. I could barely put weight on it. It was a sad mental conversation to figure out if I should call to be picked up and rescued since I was only a few hundred yards from my house. I chose to try to wobble home. Ironically I view this as my biggest athletic weekend success.
When I got home I iced my left leg and it didn't help much. I put a compression sleeve on it. I iced my other knee. I thought about icing my ribs too but decided to continue to tough that out.
I can still only wobble on Monday morning. I thought about making a appointment to see a doctor. The question was what would be my primary complaint? I have so much of me in various states of broken that I'm unsure. Nothing more can be done for my ribs except to wait for them to heal. I believe that most doctors, as a first take, would prescribe rest and recovery then see if my other complaints gets better or not.
I've decided I need to take some time and heal both physically and mentally. How long? I don't know. On the mental side I need to figure out if my goals are real and attainable or plain fantasy. There may be a reason why someone my size keeps getting hurt. Maybe I'm doing too much too fast. Most importantly I need to get excited about workouts again rather than wondering if I'll finish a short workout with or without a new injury.
While I'm figuring this out, I've decided to take a sabbatical from the blogosphere too. I wish I could say stay tuned but I don't know when I'll be back. Hopefully sooner rather than later.