I do vaguely recall sedentary life. That was the life before this, when I would be more concerned with playing a video game than lifting a dumbbell or more concerned with Doritos than elliptical. In the last couple of weeks, I’ve been reliving to some extent that sedentary life.
Last Monday, after spraining my ankle, I wasn’t really able to walk much for several days. Getting up and down stairs was an absolute nightmare. Needless to say, I was not running on a treadmill or pushing forward on an elliptical. I’ve been able to do some mild lifting, but nothing with my legs which also absolutely drives me nuts.
The fact is, once you have adapted your body to be in constant motion and a permeable state of movement, you have little appetite for standing still. As a matter of fact, not getting out and being active as much has made me very sick to my stomach. It’s not really that I am literally sick, but my stomach gets upset every time I eat, and I know it is because it isn’t moving like it is used to.
Next week I want to really start back, but I know to do it light. I won’t be brining it hard core to the gym for a little while still. The last thing you want to do with an injury like this is to make it so that you aren’t recovering, and then you’re out even longer than you originally planned.
Taking it light, but knowing I do need to begin pushing forward, both for my physical health as well as my overall sanity.