October 29, 2012 by Amy B
So I can gut it out through a grueling marathon and walk away unscathed, but go to a pickup hockey rental, skate for about an hour and be completely wrecked?
I ended up falling during my last skate on Thursday. At first I thought I bruised a rib; I landed weirdly on my chest pads and it kind of jabbed me. It hurt, but I shook it off.
The next morning I was in a lot of pain and wondered if I pulled a muscle.
Tried to run Saturday. Made it about three steps and realized it just wasn’t gonna happen.
Nothing Sunday. Hurt to breathe, laugh, sneeze, etc.
Today is a gorgeous day, and I’m going to suck it up and try to go for a couple miles after work. I wonder if I just give it a shot if I’ll eventually just go numb? Of course, I am kidding a little.
I love hockey but if every fall means I’ll be so sore I won’t be able to run during the week, I’m giving it up for the winter. I can’t not be able to run. I feel like I’m going nuts. When mom doesn’t get to run? Mom is crabby.
No one wants me to be crabby.