Weights. Seems simple, my doctor telling me that sent my brain into several different directions.
It started on Thursday when I noted I was having chest pain. It went away and returned that later that night. The pain was pretty nasty that night and I could feel it throbbing. It returned Friday afternoon, so I went to the doctor. After asking cardiac-related questions, she was able to eliminate that.
When she pressed on the area, I screamed, “That’s the place!” She leads me through some positions and then proclaims that the injury is exercise-related. The throbbing, a blood vessel in the affected area.
Then she tells me no weights for 4 weeks. I look at her and think, it’s not that serious. She can read my thoughts and says, you have to stop for 4 weeks or it’ll get worse. My mind is thinking, it can’t get that bad. She repeats, seriously 4 weeks of no upper body. (I haven’t said a thing.) You can do lower body. (Eyeroll.) You can still run, but keep your arms limited in their swinging. She also tells me take ibuprofen twice a day to speed up the healing.
I’ve given up. She can see it in my face and tells me it won’t be that bad. I tell her I’ll lose muscle tone and definition. She tells me I won’t in 4 weeks. I was thinking, you’re lucky it’s the end of summer because if this happened in May, I would have continued as usual.
The only thing that could have been worse, being told I couldn’t run (which happened last summer).
After some thought, I’ve felt pain in this area before. I remember a few months back feeling pain in that area but dismissed it. Even remember seeing it was red in this area while I lifted weights. But ignored it.
I like to think of myself of a person who is fond of eating in a healthy manner and dedicated to her exercise routine. But often, I come across as an obsessive health nut and over-exercising lunatic when crap like this comes up.