I wonked out my shoulder and my arm two weeks ago.
Khalee and I were out for a walk. She was cruising along sniffing every blade of grass, as per usual, when she noticed a dog on the opposite side of the road and decided to take a look.
She changed direction so fast that I didn’t have time to adjust direction. I swear, if she had more momentum, my whole right arm – and possibly my shoulder- would have detached and been dragged behind her on the end of the leash.
Luckily, my arm stayed attached but all my muscles on that side are really unhappy with me.
I’ve been taking it pretty easy exercise-wise while I recover from the strain.
I’m doing some low key yoga, lots of stretching, and some mobility exercises. And, of course, I’m still walking Khalee every day.
(I hold the leash in my left hand though!)
So, I’m doing ok and things are improving but I am feeling rather contrary about the whole thing.
I’m not contrary about the injury – although that part is no fun- I’m contrary because I am suddenly absolutely compelled to start rowing again and to really dig into some upper body strength training.
I’m not actually doing those things yet because I’m not foolish enough to risk hurting myself further but when I envision my day, I keep imaging myself rowing or doing some bicep curls and it seems like a great idea…until I remember.
Of course, I could be doing lower body strength training or using the exercise bike but my brain doesn’t find that intriguing at all.
When it comes to expanding my exercise plans right now, it wants upper body work or nothing.
See what I mean?
My brain is just being contrary.
Now that I have tuned into that fact, I’ll work around it and do some extra squats or lunges or whatnot but I had to become aware of the contrariness before I could do anything about it.
