My First Blog, or rather, Blob as Super Nana

The adventures of Super Nana is off to a slow start. Even though I gained my super nana status in August of this past year, it still takes the work of mere mortals to get a website up and running.

My first blog was supposed to be about my 2012 goals, my training, my diet and my progress. I wanted to start the year and my new super venture with something to inspire all of you who are ready to change your lives, set new goals and break the stereotypes of grandparents everywhere.

The problem is, I’ve been grounded.

In November I went to San Diego for a marketing workshop through Dragon Door. Silly me put fashion and laziness before comfort and sensibility. OMG, I just used the term, comfort and sensibility!! I am getting old!!

Anyway, in order to get through security quickly while looking cute I decided to wear my 2 inch wedge flip flops. Not only did I schlep through 3 airports in my flip flops but I did a ton of site seeing once I got to San Diego.

I started having dull pain on the top of my foot a few days after I got home. After a few days I decided to have it checked. I’ve had a stress fracture years ago and I figured this is what it was. To make a long blog short, I ended up going to a Podiatrist who happens to be a close friend. He put me in this gimorous walking boot with strict instructions to stay off of my foot. That thing was a pain but I actually got to wear my cute 2 inch wedge flip flop to even out my legs. The culprit became a lifesaver.

As usual, my inner 20 year old thought it would be ok to continue my workouts without the boot. Since I was doing mainly Kettlebell Swings, Deadlifts, presses, Squats and Pistols and wasn’t moving around I thought I was safe to take it off and workout.

Prior to the foot injury, I hurt both of my shoulders from overtraining pull ups and presses and yet I continued to train. I kept telling myself that I would do less weight, less sets and less reps. I was a tough chick and would push through the pain. Nightly doses of Celebrex became the norm.

I even went to have my shoulders checked out by a top Orthopedic Surgeon. I was diagnosed with a torn Labrum and given instructions to stop doing the offending activity.

So here I was with an injured foot and shoulders. I thought I was different and that the rules of healing and taking time off did not apply to me. I never, in a million years would let my clients train with injury and here I was training with injury.

I noticed my foot pain was not getting any better and was actually getting so bad that I had to take pain meds. I made an appointment with the Podiatrist. He took an X-Ray and congratulated me for turning my little stress fracture into a full blown fracture. I was put in my very first cast right after Christmas.

Did I let a little ol’ cast stop me from training? No way! Once I adjusted to the height and weight difference, I started doing Kettlebell Swings and rope workouts. I thought I was super human..a beast because I was not allowing a cast or shoulder injuries slow me down.

Then came the hamstring injury.

Not sure why I thought I could walk up to a barbell and do a max deadlift after having not done a barbell deadlift in more than 6 months all while balancing on a cast and my cute little 2 inch wedge flip flop. I honestly think my inner 20 year old is trying to kill my outer 49 year old! I felt my hamstring pull and the pain was immediate. Because of my stupidity and stubbornness, I aggravated an injury that I had several years ago, also due to stupidity.

So, instead of starting my new blog on a super awesome positive note, I am starting by explaining why I am not training.

All of my injuries and lack of progress are my own fault. I am learning the hard way. I hope that sharing my embarrassing training moments and crazy thought processes will help  you avoid making the same mistakes I did.

Although taking time off and allowing myself to heal is very scary, I had to make a commitment. My fear is that I am already turning into a blob of mush. I know that I won’t snap back as easily as I did when I was in my 20s. I know that once I’m healed, it’s going to take a little more time to build up my endurance, strength and yes, my wonderful calluses.

Now is the time to focus on healing and healthy eating, joint mobility and flexibility, as well as emotional and mental growth. In other words, I need to look inside and fix that part of me that is so afraid to rest. I need to see why I have such a need to press on through pain and injury.  It’s time to re-evaluate my goals for 2012.

I promise NOT to work out for 4 weeks or even longer if that is what it takes. That means no working out. No modifying, working around, or sneaking in workouts. I may go insane. I may also end up better and stronger than I have ever been.

I also promise; I will NOT blame this on age. I will NOT throw in the towel. I will NOT listen to people who tell me that I need to start slowing down and that I’m too old to be doing the type of workouts that I love. I will NOT become a mall walker. I will NOT give up my goal of being super strong and I will absolutely NOT allow myself to believe that I can’t come back stronger and better than ever.

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