It's been almost a year since I've posted here.
There's no audience to speak of, so again I'm mostly just here for my own accountability, but I'll briefly cover what's been going on.
Two days after Christmas last year, I went on a ski trip. Things were going well, it was turning out to be a good time...
...and then, about 25 feet from the bottom of the slope, I fell down. It was the strangest thing, because I wasn't moving that fast, and it was not at all a tricky slope -- in fact, it was a green course.
I won't recount everything that went through my mind in those couple of minutes afterwards, but the short version is: I tore my ACL and meniscus.
I stopped into the orthopedic urgent care on the way home, where the initial diagnosis was a likely torn meniscus, but nothing broken. I then limped around for a few weeks with a brace, until I got an MRI, after which the doctor informed me of the bad news.
Around the end of January, I had an ACL repair and a little bit of my lateral meniscus trimmed away. This has subsequently involved a whole lot of PT. Recovery has taken significantly longer than I'd prefer, and while the PT and surgeon seem to have diverging degrees of optimism, I seem to be doing a lot better. There's a couple degrees of extension that I'm struggling with on the repaired leg, but things are improving, bit by bit, week by week.
So what does this mean in the scheme of things?
On one hand, I've lost close to a year of time in my goal. On the other hand, after having what was admittedly a bit of a backslide during the holiday season, the incident has led me to once again be more dedicated to the gym.
Most, if not all, of the weight I had gained, between holiday festivities and surgery-related inactivity, has dropped back off, and I am back around the weight I hit last September. A small bit of that is more than likely muscle mass (atrophy in the repaired leg), but I am definitely back in better shape. Shirts and pants fit much better than they have in a long while. I don't think my cardio is nearly as good as it was (nor do I have the energy/strength to do long bouts of it), but it's coming along.
So there you have it. I have not thought much about the ink lately. Getting healed and recovery have been my primary goals, even if, to be honest, I probably haven't been working as hard as I should've. Nonetheless, I think I've turned a very slow corner. What's more, I have continued to enjoy working out for some time now. I think I'm in a good place.
There's no audience to speak of, so again I'm mostly just here for my own accountability, but I'll briefly cover what's been going on.
Two days after Christmas last year, I went on a ski trip. Things were going well, it was turning out to be a good time...
...and then, about 25 feet from the bottom of the slope, I fell down. It was the strangest thing, because I wasn't moving that fast, and it was not at all a tricky slope -- in fact, it was a green course.
I won't recount everything that went through my mind in those couple of minutes afterwards, but the short version is: I tore my ACL and meniscus.
I stopped into the orthopedic urgent care on the way home, where the initial diagnosis was a likely torn meniscus, but nothing broken. I then limped around for a few weeks with a brace, until I got an MRI, after which the doctor informed me of the bad news.
Around the end of January, I had an ACL repair and a little bit of my lateral meniscus trimmed away. This has subsequently involved a whole lot of PT. Recovery has taken significantly longer than I'd prefer, and while the PT and surgeon seem to have diverging degrees of optimism, I seem to be doing a lot better. There's a couple degrees of extension that I'm struggling with on the repaired leg, but things are improving, bit by bit, week by week.
So what does this mean in the scheme of things?
On one hand, I've lost close to a year of time in my goal. On the other hand, after having what was admittedly a bit of a backslide during the holiday season, the incident has led me to once again be more dedicated to the gym.
Most, if not all, of the weight I had gained, between holiday festivities and surgery-related inactivity, has dropped back off, and I am back around the weight I hit last September. A small bit of that is more than likely muscle mass (atrophy in the repaired leg), but I am definitely back in better shape. Shirts and pants fit much better than they have in a long while. I don't think my cardio is nearly as good as it was (nor do I have the energy/strength to do long bouts of it), but it's coming along.
So there you have it. I have not thought much about the ink lately. Getting healed and recovery have been my primary goals, even if, to be honest, I probably haven't been working as hard as I should've. Nonetheless, I think I've turned a very slow corner. What's more, I have continued to enjoy working out for some time now. I think I'm in a good place.
