Nothing too bad.
Then, suddenly it hit me like a tonne of bricks. Pain that stabbed me in the middle of the night, numbness and tingling throughout the day. Being unable to grip the sheets on the bed first thing in the morning and a new development to add to the fun, the sensation of my hand being held in a slow-burning fire.
I immediately stopped training and did my best to rest the offending area and with this comes the most important realisation I've made in a long time. Possibly one of the top five realisations in the course of my life.
Over the past couple of weeks I've been stuck in a cycle of feeling very sorry for myself, with a "why does this shit always happen when I get going" mindset. "Why me?". "I'm NEVER going to lose this weight. It's pointless."
I felt like I was getting nowhere and it was all worthless, spiriling into a chasm of self-pity when I realised that I was getting nowhere because I'd simply stopped moving.
I have an all or nothing personality, which I have affectionately dubbed my "binary" personality. Either I work out 6 times a week, eat close to perfectly and become slightly obsessive or I sit around in my PJs eating chocolate watching TV. I'm either ON, or I am OFF. There is no scale.
I have next to no experience of being in an "in-between" state. My entire life has been ditacted by this characteristic. Either I WILL do something, or I won't. Sometimes this has served me very well - when I agree to do something, I do it. And I do it properly. I don't use the word "try". I wholeheartedly adopt Yoda's wisdom "do or do not, there is no try". I flinch when people tell me they will "try" to do something, and often they'll hear something like "well, will you or won't you?".
Sometimes this is a GREAT trait to have. Sometimes it makes me a bit of a jerk and sometimes it has lead me into a hodgepodge of bad decisions. Like everything it has it's pros and cons.
When it comes to being injured though.
"If I can't workout, why bother?".
Being injured sucks, but it doesn't have to mean everything comes to a screaming halt.
Fitness is like taking wedding vows: "in sickness and in health, I will love and honour you all of the days of my life".
My 'binary personality' has led me into a situation where I am only been able to cope with things when I am in health. 100% effort. Everything working, but this can't always be the case.
This is where my journey truely starts: learning how to give 100% when I'm not at 100%. I think this will be one of the largest challenges I ever face.