I don’t understand how it is even possible for a young, sassy lassie like myself to have just experienced a ‘middle-aged’ recreational athletic injury.
I tore my calf muscle in a very heated tennis match. In the third set my calf felt tight but like most unpleasant things, I ignored it. Sprinting for a ball, I felt the tear and heard the dreaded noise that other players have mentioned. Pop.
You know the saying that if life hands you lemons, make lemonade. Well in Pig Pen land (or Kennett Square, mushroom capital of the world, for that matter), poop makes fertilizer. Fertilizer makes flowers and glorious fruits and vegetables. I am looking at this as a growing experience and a time to let myself heal and come back even stronger.
There is always a silver lining, or three if you wear rose-colored glasses:
1. I have been thinking about a new way of eating. Not just the losing weight kind of diet, but the feeling really healthy, energetic and wiser type. Enter, the JJ Virgin diet http://www.chewfo.com/dietary-recommendations/the-virgin-diet-by-jj-virgin-2012-what-to-eat-and-foods-to-avoid/
2. Swimming and yoga have been on my to-do list. Doctors order for rehab. Check!
3. My hands are tied with my crutches. This requires the kids to step up and help more. I will be keeping the crutches around the house well after I actually need them. Time to grow up my youngins.
Let the recovery begin. See you on the courts in the fall and hopefully the Greece marathon in November 2014.