This past Wednesday I did something in training my knee REALLY didn’t like. Quick trip to the hospital to get it checked (the crunch and pop my knee made was pretty high on the scale of noises you don’t want your body to make!) seems to have ruled out anything too bad (I say “seems” on the basis of examination being limited to manual manipulation, ie no scan or x-ray), which, I suppose is a BIG positive. In the interest of healing whatever it is I’ve done, I’m under orders not to engage in any lower body training for at least 7-10 days.

7 days. A week. 168 hours. In the grand scheme of things, it’s not long at all. But, if that’s how long you’ve got to wait (at a minimum) until you can do something you are used to doing virtually every day of the week, it seems (at least initially) like an eternity.

At least 7 days of no squatting, cleaning, snatching, biking, running, rowing, wall balls, DUs, etc. Result? More than a few slices of ‘pity pie’ a la ‘woe as me’. I’ve found myself getting annoyed and frustrated that I can’t follow my programming, focussing on just how much I can’t do. Then it hit me, this is a temporary setback; something to work through and get over. Is it challenging? Yeah, particularly given my lack of patience (for just about anything)! But, whatever it is I’ve done is temporary. In time (whether 7 days or longer) it WILL get better. In the meantime, I can either dwell on what I can’t do (and feel miserable) or focus on what I can do (and look forward to continued improvement). Lots of ways to (improve and progress) in 7 days (or more).