My post today is late, and that’s because I’m distracted. I have weighty matters on my mind, and I don’t mean my own weight. But since we’re talking about me, I’ll stay on topic and confess that I think I may have torn the rotator cuff in my right shoulder.
I guess sedentary 38yo women should ease into push-ups, rather than doing 175 on each of the first 2 days.
I thought I paid for that foolishness right away, because my right shoulder was so sore I did only 100 push-ups over the next 2 days. Silly me. As it turns out, that was just a down payment. Since then the soreness has diminished and stabilized but never disappeared. It hasn’t kept me from doing 100-150 push-ups each day, but maybe it should. Go ahead and laugh at my pigheadedness. The tenderness in my shoulder now makes me hesitate before making any of several simple motions, most of which involve raising my arm over my head or reaching out to the side and up. Those symptoms just tend to confirm the diagnosis in my mind.
The frustrating thing is that I really wanted to continue with a daily regimen of 100 push-ups per day and add another similar exercise. Now I’ll probably have to give up the progress I already made. Let me be a lesson to you. I’m not sure what we’ve learned here, but let’s not do it again.
Oh, and our workout schedule has completely disintegrated. And I had ice cream for 3 of my last 5 meals. And I’m going through a lot of chocolate over the past week. Just thought you should know. But I’m a good mom. Those ice cream sessions involved not just me, but 8 people, 6 spoons, and 1/2 gallon of Blue Bell around the kitchen island. They were family time, quality time. Good times.
And because this post may come across as a bit on the glum side, here’s a laugh for you. Perry Boy just told me his favorite movie was Bambi, which his sisters bought for his birthday. ”Did you know that movie was made when my grandma was a little girl?”
His eyes widened. ”Whoa! So it’s older than you? It’s SUPER OLD!!!”by