Medical Report & Advice for Myself and Others Part 2: 8/14/10
I went to the MD yesterday, and my feet are mummified in tape. He basically told me that I have a combination of plantar faciitis and Achilles tendinitis, and taped up my feet to give the tendon in the bottom of my feet some extra support. He also showed me some exercises and stretches to use which I talk about in another post. I've been dealing with these problems most of the summer, so I a really looking forward to moving past them, but I wanted to take sometime to share how I am dealing with all of this because injuries can be more mentally taxing than they are physically.
The mental side of the weight loss / workout battle is much more difficult than the physical. I've been stuck at my current weight for over two and a half months. Also, I have been dealing with Achilles injuries for all of the time. I have had some rough days where I have let my frustrations get to me a little, but for the most part, I have been able to keep my spirits up. I have talked before on this blog about how I am an annoyingly optimistic person. And that is true. I am an optimist for the most part. I have my bad days and crappy moments, but I just don't see the point in negativity because it doesn't lead anywhere. I can get upset that my Achilles is messed up, and I can get frustrated that I can't get one stinking ounce below 270 lbs., but it won't change anything or make me feel any better, so I've decided not to go down that road for if I can avoid it.
Honestly, these things are temporary frustrations, and life is way too short and often brutal to let them get me down. Frayed Laces has this great picture and quote on her blog. It is her running with a quote that says: "There will be a day when you can no longer do this . . . Today is NOT that day!" I love this idea, and I've thought about it a least once everyday since I saw it. And, I don't limit the idea to exercise but extend it to life in general. One day this frail existence that I call my own dear life will come to an end. Fact. So, I should do my utmost to enjoy it as much as I can. Therefore I've decided that I need to Love this fight! Love the work, the struggle, the small rewards, the crap days, the shitty advice I give myself and others, the morning runs, time with my wife, the injuries, laying out my workout clothes, getting up at 5am, and I even need to love my Achilles pain! If I Love every bit of this stuff, and I will come to love myself because it is all me. I am the one doing it. No one is doing it for me or to me! No one is standing in my way. This is my life and how I choose to live it, so I need to love it and enjoy it! Because one day I won't be able to do any of this . . . but today is sure as hell not that day. It may be hard for some to understand that I love my Achilles injury, but I do. Granted, I will be glad when it is healed and won't miss it one bit when it is gone, but I love Achilles injury because it is here challenging me, making me mentally stronger, testing my commitment to myself. I'll be stronger, smarter, and more appreciative once it is healed, so in reality. It is a blessing. A gift. My Achilles injury, frustrating as it may be is here to help me, so I am going to love it. I know . . . that you think that I am high, but I'm not! It is just that the alternative line of thought is nothing more that a treadmill to nowhere.