So I got my MRI results back for my neck. I had a herniated disc from the second accident, so I wasn't expecting much. But now every other disc in my my cervical spine is also bulging, which is new. I've pretty much had it. I'm prone to extremes, and I usually ignore doctor's orders of taking it easy, but I learned my lesson when I had to sit around for nine months after back surgery a few years ago. I've been resting my shoulder/back/neck for the past 3.5 months, with the exception of two weeks of surfing back in December. You know, because I'm a grown-up, and I can embrace moderation, and realize that rest is the best way to treat the bursitis in my shoulder and the numbness everywhere else.
Yep. Over it. I think 3.5 months of rest has made everything worse. My shoulder certainly hasn't gotten better. I'm just soooo sick of going to physical therapy. Going to call my trainer who helped me get moving after back surgery. He was in the Olympics and is totally void of any sort of macho/tough guy bullshit. Before I met him, I had not idea that you could excel in sports without constantly beating yourself up over your performance. This made me not like him, initially. He wanted to talk about feelings, and crap like that. We ended up working out a system where I didn't have to say anything, but he could tell by my expression that I was in pain. Then he'd just switch the exercise to something. No lost face on my part, except for the realization of how stupidly I act at times.
I started getting impatient over the weekend and went surfing on Saturday and Sunday. Hadn't been in two months and it showed. I've been trying to convince myself that I'm happier without surfing. Less stressed. No rushing and planning my life around low tides. For example: Last swell hit during full moon high tide--meaning low tide was almost high tide, which means the sandbars wouldn't be shallow enough to pick up the swell. Drove around for 1.5 hours on Saturday, looking for a better wave, only to have a cold front pass through, air temp drop into the 50s, and the wind increase chopped up all the waves that fell prey to the springtide. I surfed like a total klutz and froze my ass off. Same thing yesterday, but with less driving around. But, try as I might, there isn't really anything else I've found that makes me feel as good as getting that one wave, that seemingly pops up out of nowhere, that was put there just for you to ride. But then I also hate surfing because it's a "sport" that I will never be good at. And tenacity and work ethic don't mean crap when you get old! ; )
We've been having some shark issues a bit earlier than usual. Definitely makes for a creepy session. This is from last week. One of my favorite spots. From pauldimarco.com.
Monday, March 1, 2010
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