May was a bit of a non-month really, not sure why!
Just felt like I was on the hamster wheel of life with no way to get off it! Lecturing was still in full swing at the uni with another couple of months to go as well…Firecracker was generating a steady amount of work too.
Now, that my knee was slowly getting better I started to do more activity to attempt to get back into a routine with it. So I headed back to CrossFit to begin to regain my fitness.
Every workout I had to scale or adapt to ensure I wasn’t doing anything that might damage my knee or put my recovery back, I know there is no shame in scaling the movements but still, I found it hard to do knowing where my fitness was a few years ago and comparing myself to now, honestly it was soul destroying.
The good thing about fitness and my past fitness levels is that I know that with hard work and consistency, I can get my fitness back and personally if I’ve done it before I can do it again. So basically it comes down to mindset and habits, the two things that are sometimes quite hard to master! I have to remember why I want to regain my fitness and an exercise routine and focus on that goal, so when the going gets hard, I think about why I started in the first place.
All was going well and I was feeling that finally I was in the zone again! It was a hot sunny weekend so I decided to book a Stand-Up Paddleboard session at a local lake. The paddleboard session went well and eventually, after a while, I built up the confidence to stand up on the board. Afterward, I was sat relaxing in the sunshine, I went to get up and my foot slipped on the grass and I sprained my knee and yes, you guessed it, it was my right knee (the one that has recently been operated on) and I yelped in pain. The team rally around to make sure I was ok but inside I was absolutely distaught as thought I’d serious hurt my knee, I managed to hold it together until I visited a friend on the way home and broke down in tears, she gave me a massive hug reassured me that it would be ok.
Thankfully, it was ok! I spent the next couple of days with my leg raised and a ice pack wrapped around my knee whenever possible. But yet again, exercise was on hold, at this point it felt that the universe was conspiring against me getting my fitness back. I had to dig deep and keep going…
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