Barbells, Food and Jojo

Join me as I navigate through my love for Olympic Weightlifting, Flexible Dieting and Life

The unknown blows. And frankly, it freaks me out. I don’t like not knowing what to expect or not having a plan. Relying on others makes me uncomfortable. I highly dislike not having control in a situation. I can honestly not even pinpoint a time in my adult life where I have felt genuinely helpless and out …

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July 27, 2012

Getting my mobility on.

Been kicking rocks since having to DNF myself out of a WOD yesterday that included kettle swings and burpees (over barbell) – burpees did it. Frustrating. Maddening. I almost am to the point where it feels helpless. Once the insurance from my new job kicks in I’m heading to get it x-rayed. I’ve admittedly been afraid about what the results could be. But it is now a must.

July 6, 2012

Be brave. Be strong. Be focused. Most importantly, don’t give up.

Wise words that I have to keep telling myself. I myself am in disbelief that it has now been almost 5 months that I’ve been dealing with this frustrating / annoying / stupid / belittling / depressing knee problem. It goes from getting close to 100%, I start to get back into WODs that include running, squatting and jumping, and it somehow backfires and flares up. Granted, it has been stupid of me to not have gone to a doctor yet. I should. I get that. I suppose I am fearful that it could be something worse than inflammation.

In this time, I’ve been able to narrow down the times when it instantly aches. Sitting Indian style, which I do very often and must be mindful to not do. Sitting like a frog, again, something I do often. Sitting in a stationary position for long periods of time – hello office job and having had a long commute. Jumping off the pull up has made it flare up.

I’m to that point where I’m beyond frustrated and upset, but rather near surrender. And I loathe seeing that side of me in the horizon. Nearing the point where I just want to throw up my hands and surrender to the fact that this is what my CrossFit life will be from now on. But, then I sit back, roll out and tell myself again:

Be brave. Be strong. Be focused. Most importantly, don’t give up.

Photo credit: CrossFit Lisbeth

March 12, 2012

I haven’t talked about it yet, but I had a very rough Saturday. I’m taking this knee problem very hard. I thought I was heading toward recovery having been rolling out consistently, lacrosse ball and mobility stretches and hot/cold compressions. I even did a WOD RX on Friday and felt okay afterwards. Not much more additional pain. And I rolled out a ton after.

Come Saturday, the day I am to do WOD 12.3. The box jumps are what worried me. There were box jumps in Fridays WOD but I took my time with them.

Rolled out and stretched per usual before beginning. I was even so proud because I can finally string together Toes to Bar.

3,2,1, go! Knocked one round out with not much problem, then beginning of second round of box jumps just shot pain into my knee. I finished them and moved onto push presses but the hip thrusting was hitting my knee and it was getting worse and worse. I knew I had to stop. I had to listen to my body. So I did.

Felt like complete shit for stopping. Angry, frustrated and sad all rolled into one. The timing for this injury couldn’t be at the worst time – during the Open.