“Healing is a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.” ~Hippocrates
About a year ago, I woke up one day with a really intense pain around my left big toe. I thought it was odd, but went about my day as usual. I was in the height of my fitness routine, newlywed and in the process of buying a house.
Nothing could stop me.
As the day went on, the pain worsened. I remember walking through the grocery store with my husband, telling him we had to walk slower because my foot was a little sore. My foot was WAY more than “a little” sore, and I am always in a rush, so this was out of character.
Later, we went to a family birthday party and I had to stay in a chair most of the evening as the pain became more and more intense. We even wound up leaving early because of it. When we got up to leave, I couldn’t fit my shoe onto my foot, it was so swollen. This is when I knew something was very wrong.
By the time we got home, I was in tears. We were up most of the night icing my foot while I just cried and cried. So, Sunday morning we headed to Urgent Care, where they couldn’t find anything immediately wrong, but they took an x-ray just in case and had it sent to the local pediatrist (aka. Foot Doctor).
Later that week, the x-ray results came in and I found out that I had an injury known as Sesamoiditis.
The sesamoid is a tiny little bone, right near the base of your big toe, and if it becomes bruised, that tiny little bone can cause major pain. As it turned out, I had slightly fractured a bone near that little sesamoid, causing it to bruise badly, and putting me in an air cast boot for about 6 weeks, followed by months of physical therapy.
I was devastated that I had done this to myself. This injury meant no more running in the mornings before work, no more step aerobics, no more hiking, and a giant hurdle between me and getting my little duplex all packed up in time to move into our new home. I saw visions of the fat I had lost just piling back onto my body and thought my world was coming to an end.
When I saw Steve, he smiled and said “This is a great opportunity to improve on your upper body strength.”
So, there we have it.
Hubs and I managed to get moved into our house (with a lot of help), I didn’t put all my weight back on (yet), and my foot healed.
An injury is not the end of your training, nor is it an excuse to stop working out altogether. Within the realm of your doctor or physical therapist’s approval, you can still exercise, your focus just needs to shift to an area away from your injury.
Since my foot was injured, I did a lot of push-ups from my knees and core work. I was also still able (even encouraged by my doctor!) to take very short walks with Hubs & Sweet Little Bentley.
If you become injured:
- Do not hesitate to see a doctor. If you are in extreme pain, it is only going to worsen the longer you wait.
- Go to physical therapy, and do the exercises they send you home with! It might hurt a little, but you’ll avoid long-term issues.
- Keep working out – just shift your area of focus.
An injury is not the end of your training or your physical well-being, it could be the beginning of a new chapter.
Since my injury, I don’t run at all anymore, but I do walk every single morning with my husband and my dog, and I cherish this time we have together. If I’d never been injured, maybe I’d still be running alone every morning and missing out on what is now my favorite part of the day.