Are you kidding me?? STRETCHING??!
Yay...How's this for fun??
Soooo Sunday...now two weeks since my injury, I'm sitting in my old bedroom at my parent's house (I was there visiting mommy for mommies day of course). I get a call from John who had been up in Northbrook all weekend at a retreat to prepare for the next concert for the CGMC (Pride weekend! Details to come soon!).
We're chatting and I'm laying in bed and I stretch...now, in two weeks, I was making steady progress...so much so that I had mentioned to a couple people that I might show up to the game to play just in case we were in danger of forfeiting. So...You know, I'm doing one of those "reach for the 4 corners of the room" stretches...and all of a sudden, my shoulder pops out again! NOOOO! I screamed into the phone and scared the heck out of poor John. I ran into the bathroom and sure enough, I could see in the mirror that something was not right. The first test I ran was whether or not I could put my arm down since I couldn't the first time I was injured. This time I could so I figured it wasn't as bad. So I calmed myself down and told myself to relax...and I look up at the mirror just in time to see myself do a bad "Love is a Battlefield" shoulder roll and it pops right back into place. OUCH!!
Fuck that hurt and after two weeks of feeling better, bang, 2 minutes and I feel like it had just happened. Ugh...I was so pissed...well, it really did set me back a few days. I'm still in some pain and I definitely will not be able to play again this weekend :( I have a doctor's appointment on Monday so we'll see what he has to say then.
Soooo Sunday...now two weeks since my injury, I'm sitting in my old bedroom at my parent's house (I was there visiting mommy for mommies day of course). I get a call from John who had been up in Northbrook all weekend at a retreat to prepare for the next concert for the CGMC (Pride weekend! Details to come soon!).
We're chatting and I'm laying in bed and I stretch...now, in two weeks, I was making steady progress...so much so that I had mentioned to a couple people that I might show up to the game to play just in case we were in danger of forfeiting. So...You know, I'm doing one of those "reach for the 4 corners of the room" stretches...and all of a sudden, my shoulder pops out again! NOOOO! I screamed into the phone and scared the heck out of poor John. I ran into the bathroom and sure enough, I could see in the mirror that something was not right. The first test I ran was whether or not I could put my arm down since I couldn't the first time I was injured. This time I could so I figured it wasn't as bad. So I calmed myself down and told myself to relax...and I look up at the mirror just in time to see myself do a bad "Love is a Battlefield" shoulder roll and it pops right back into place. OUCH!!
Fuck that hurt and after two weeks of feeling better, bang, 2 minutes and I feel like it had just happened. Ugh...I was so pissed...well, it really did set me back a few days. I'm still in some pain and I definitely will not be able to play again this weekend :( I have a doctor's appointment on Monday so we'll see what he has to say then.