Quiet day today. I have had the day off to let my back continue to heal. It is feeling okayish at the moment, but that might just be the Voltaren talking. On a scale of bad to good, bad being limping and good being running, okayish is defined by being able to walk without limping. Small victories.
I couldn't get into the physio today but I still have my booking for tomorrow morning. I am holding off making any decisions about anything, anywhere until after I have had that appointment.
I would be lying though if I said I hadn't been having some tough conversations with Daryl about Melbourne Ironman. He has given me some typically good guidance and advice. The guy should be a coach or something...
Despite resolving to not make any decisions until after I have seen a physio, it has been pretty tough to not think about it. As a result I was very down this morning, both with myself and the world in general. I am feeling a bit better now though. Probably the coffee. I think as well I reached a point somewhere around lunchtime where I started feeling a bit more at peace with whatever happens. If I am back up and training by Thursday then I would be pretty stoked with that. But if I am not, and instead I am stuck resting for the next few weeks before getting back into it, then I can live with that as well.
There comes a point with any injury where you stop being frustrated about what has happened and instead start focusing on getting past that and moving on. I am somewhere around that point now. I am hoping that tomorrow will bring a bit of clarity to this injury and let me know if I am looking at two days of rest or two weeks (or 12). Whatever the case though, I think I am at the point where I can get on with it and move on, without beating myself up to much.
We will see what tomorrow brings.
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