I don’t know about y’all but this week flew by for me. It wasn’t exactly the week I had hoped it would be, but I’ll get to that in a second. On the plus side, Neal and I are definitely back into a great routine; working out in the morning, eating healthy, limiting eating out, working hard, and getting to bed at a reasonable time.
This week I also started wearing my Nike FuelBand again, as I didn’t take it to Europe with me. I’ve had a number of people e-mail me to ask what I think about the FuelBand and honestly, I love it! I do wish it had the sleep feature found on the fitbit, but otherwise I love it!
Monday – 30 minute walk in the morning, 1.5 mile walk to gym, 30 minutes of weight lifting, and 60 minute spin class.
I really loved getting back into spin this week. It is such an intense workout and I love leaving the class knowing that I worked my butt off. Monday I made the mistake of wearing a hot pink bra and a white t-shirt… oops! Still, I left the gym feeling awesome!
Tuesday – 30 minute walk AM (started out on the bike but I decided a 2 mile walk would be better).
Wednesday – 30 minute Body Revolution Cardio 1 workout (substituted blurpees for suicides), 45 minutes of weight lifting, and 60 minute tap dancing class.
So it was at this point that things went south. Wednesday morning I felt great after my Body Revolution workout and didn’t think an afternoon weight lifting session would be bad. After a 1.5 mile walk to the gym (warm up) I started my weight lifting routine. Back squats felt great so I moved into jump squats. I started out lifting 135 pounds and then moved to 225 pounds. In my second set of jump squats at 225 I felt my back and hamstring pull and knew that something had gone wrong.
I stopped squatting and moved over to do an abs circuit… bad decision. The various ab moves made my back cinch up even more. I decided to stretch and to head on over to tap (another bad decision).
Not only was tap difficult but I left the class in horrible pain. I got home around 9:15PM and just went straight to bed. I was in pain and frustrated with myself. My hope was that Thursday morning I would wake up feeling better.
Thursday morning when I woke up, I could barely move. I couldn’t stand up straight and I couldn’t walk. I quickly realized that going/getting to work was going to be really difficult and decided that making a doctor’s appointment was my best decision.
My doctor prescribed me an anti-inflammatory and told me to take Mortin for the pain. As sitting and lying down makes me stiff, I tried my hardest to move around the apartment yesterday. Still, I was in lots of pain last night. Working out — wasn’t going to happen for sure.
Today I am home again, resting, icing, and stretching. I’m really praying that the pain will subside and that I’ll start to feel better. Weekend plans are slowly being cancelled as I realize that moving around and hosting parties just isn’t going to happen.
As you can see, it wasn’t the week I had hoped it would be. It started out great and strong and ended in injury. I’m worried about not being able to workout but I know I just have to take it one day at a time.
