I got into the gym this weekend,  again.  Humble.  Humble is the only word that comes to mind when I think of training at the moment, maybe frustrated too, but we can focus on humble.

Never in my life have I been injured and out of playing a sport.  Except that one time I sprained my ankle and was only able to take my coaches disappointed looks at training for about 2 weeks before I started getting back at it.  I had someone ask me, if I wasn't 100% healed, then why would I even start back?  I didn't have an answer at the time, but I do now, and here it is:

When you spend 6.5 months searching and searching for a remedy and come up with nothing, frustrated doesn't begin to describe what I feel.  I have tried PT, various chiropractic techniques, "rehab" training, stretching, stims, MRI, X-Rays, cryotherapy, massages, doctors on doctors on doctors and hundreds of dollars later, I still don't have an answer or a remedy.  Some things help temporarily, some things give me slight relief and show improvement, but not really to be honest.  So, when I realized that I can get into the gym and do a little bit of training, some squatting and some benching, and my pain neither increases nor decreases, I'm going to take that.  I have proven that pure rest makes no impact on whatever is going on, so why on earth would I keep doing nothing?

In my log post about training at EliteFTS I stated that I woke up the next morning without pain, what I should have said is that I woke up without any unordinary pain that I don't already feel on a day to day basis.  That's ok.  Part of me accepts this may be my new norm, and the other part of me is still searching for something that will help.  Next up on things I'll be trying is Neurokinetic Therapy.  That appointment is on Friday, and I'm super excited for it.  The quest for relief does not stop here.  I am grateful to get back into the gym, it's something that is important to me.