In my last bloop I was feeling like I was finally getting off the DL. I ran 19.5 miles one week and then boom 💥! Where’s that exploding hot dog when you need it? My whole hamstring was inflamed—top to bottom.
Last week I tried to play nice with it. A 2 mile run, 3 miles ellipticaling and weights. Finally it has started to feel better this week.
I ellipticaled 3 on Tuesday and ran 3 yesterday followed by 2 more on the elliptical. I promised myself just weights today. By the time I got home from work I really didn’t feel like hitting the gym but had no excuse not to.
Changed and headed out. Did a 10 minute warm up on the bike and then hit the machines. Hamstring curl, leg extensions, glute press, abductor/adductor machine and then the leg press machine. Next up was arms. That stupid chest row machine I hate so much.
I tried a new “machine” where you lay on the bench at a 45 degree angle and lift the bar to your chest. Hard but doable.
Then I finally got the courage to do bench presses at the gym. I copied a girl who had just finished. Bench just the bar first and then add weight. I’m cracking myself up because all I could add on each side was 7.5 lbs! Seriously?? What kind of 🏋️ weightlifter girl am I? (My friend later told me with the bar that’s 60 lbs.)
So now I’m feeling pretty happy that I came to the gym. Workout is going well. I’m jamming to my AC/DC playlist. Life is good.
I’m moving on to my favorite machine - the lat pull down- when one of the trainers stops me. I have to pull out my ear phones. He makes note that we’re both wearing pink shirts. He’s always really nice to me and I see him a lot. Tells me I’m doing a great job.
Today he wants something from me. Says he’s running a Fit-X class for breast cancer awareness and tells me it would really help him if I join. I try to bow out pointing to my hamstring.
“Trying to do no evil.”
“We’ll modify anything you have an issue with.”
Gah! Cue up the Sucker for Pain song.
Push up, squat, burpee, thrusters, toe taps, TRX, running, core, boxing, biking. You name it, we did it.
So now I’m laying here on the floor. A gelatinous pile of very tired muscles. Don’t ask me to do one more squat or one more plank or lift one more barbell.
I really thought I was safe. I was wearing headphones.