Okay, So I go the Orthopedic Dr. I had an MRI done on my right ankle about 3 weeks ago and I finally get in to see the Dr so I can find out whats going on with it. For those that don’t know (and that would pretty much be everyone-haha), I trained last summer to run in a marathon, I did well, ran the marathon within my goal time … blah blah blah ….. BUT in doing so, I put alot of stress on my right ankle. The diagnosis at this stage was that there was fluid found on the outside of the ankle area which indictates stress (duh). So the 1st thing to do is no running for another 4-6 weeks … AHHH. I have already been off running for 6 weeks, what’s another 6 weeks right?
Thankfully I have found an alternative routine in eliptical machines & spinning – I love it. This will help me maintain my cardio and leg strength, Dr recommended, Dr approved.
So what does a guy do when in the waiting area for 35 minutes besides read magazines?. I am an avid people watcher, I am fascinated by all types of people. I feel bad for alot of them, in an Orthopedic facility, most with joint aches and pains, casts, braces and wheel chairs. Many are quite heavy, some are thin, some are kids in school sports no doubt but most are older (knee/hip). Out of all the people there however, I am was happy to see an older gentleman (probably early 70′s) that looked like he was in excellent shape. He was dressed in workout type clothes and looked like he really did a good job of taking care of himself. I was curious why he was there because he didn’t have a cast, brace or wheel chair. He sprung up when his name was called and had no problem walking. I guess thats where my curiosity stopped because I was satisfied to see someone older then me look so good.
The sad part is, if I were to crunch the numbers, it would not be hard to see that the majority of society represented in this office to be in “good shape” was pathetically low. I am sad that most people, although willing to admit their shortcomings or bad habits, are unwilling to change. I feel bad for them, I was one of them … we just didn’t “get it”.
If I can change one person I would love the opportunity. If I had the time to sit down everyday with somebody until they “got it”, I would in a heart beat.
Today, this site is my venue, to vent, to talk about and try to help anyone that stubbles on here. I hope someone reading this will be inspired and not be afraid to reach out. Help is alot closer then you think.
Live strong and Live well,
Rob
