For the last two weeks, I have been dealing with this giant back
spasm. Everyone who knows me is tired of hearing about it. So I will sum it up
like this, “HOLY FUCK BALLS THAT HURTS! OWWWW! I CANNOT DO ANYTHING! AHHHHH!!!”
That is exactly what it has been like. Now, on the surface, a back problem like
this may not seem like a huge deal. You don’t move. You relax, and you let it
heal. It isn’t broken. My back muscles will stop freaking the fuck out and come
back into place. That is all true. And superficially that is great. Yay! High five
for healing.
Deep down, this has completely changed how I relate to my
body. In the past, I have worked through physical pain and ignored little
tweaks here and there. I still completed my work outs. I still maintained my
physical discipline. I have consistently pushed myself to meet timing or rep
goals. This injury would not let me do any of that. I have not been allowed to
do any physical activity for two weeks. And I have had to really work on
accepting my limitations, which I am not always stellar at.
Now that I can move again, I have to do it in a new way. I have to be
gentle with myself. I have to honor my limitations. I have to stop pushing
myself so hard. This is going to be incredibly difficult for me to do, and it
is SO important. I never want to be in the back spasm space again, where I ignore
my needs. I talk about celebrating yourself, and accepting your limits is a
part of that. A piece that I am working on, and I am glad to have you all with
me.
- -
Lauren, A new celebrator of physical boundaries