…….with my son. A lesson on escaping quarter bottom. Then he rolled in open mat and I sat on the sidelines. No use making a bad shoulder worse.
It is good to be in the gym.
Physio thinks I have some shoulder impingement. But after 3 months with no noticeable improvement I decided to get a second opinion. So I went to the university physio clinic.
Diagnosis? Well, tentatively exactly the same as my regular physiotherapist. However, the new one gave me a bit more insight (or maybe I didn’t listen at the first place).
- Posterior capsule is tight, anterior capsule is loose.
- My right shoulder blade is tipped forward
- I should be seeing more improvement
He won’t treat me without some imaging. That means an x-ray and an ultrasound. If it’s torn then the treatment is different. If it’s not damaged then they may try shock-wave therapy. Don’t ask because I haven’t looked it up yet. He says it’s effective and painful. But that’s a ways off because my family Doc needs to request the x-ray and ultrasound.
In the meantime, he told me to keep up the exercise and he gave me some stretches for both the tight area and for the pectoralis minor which may be a partial culprit in pulling the shoulder blade forward.
Party on.
Held a big guy in my closed guard for…well forever. I have only one truly usable arm so it was as much by necessity as for any other reason. I was hoping to tire him out. Eventually I realized the stalemate was unproductive and opened my guard. Then we went until I was too sore to continue.
&$#$(*$(* shoulder. It’s a bit better.
However slight – I’ll take it.
Rode my bike to work again today. Almost 3hrs in the saddle.
Will pass on BJJ tonight. I am tired and my shoulder doesn’t need to be tweaked. We ARE going tomorrow.
The answer is YES.
Rode to and from work yesterday. The ride home was done in the rain. I was…tired afterwards. Energy input minus energy output for the day left me down 3020 calories. No wonder I felt like jelly afterwards.
I feel good today. Shoulder MAY be improving day to day. But it is slow.
Happy Saturday.
My shoulder is taking so long to heal that I started back rolling tonight. Aidan is gentle and I need to at least participate in lessons, provided it doesn’t hurt.
Tyler was teaching tonight. Armbars from guard. Some easy, some pretty tricky. Aidan took it easy on me. He’s grown again.
How do I work exercise in to my day when I have to be at work at 3am? Well. It’s pretty numb but I rode my bike to work. 33km each way. Over 3 hours of riding today. I may have burned over 2000 calories today and my legs feel like jelly. It’s hot.
If they call me I have to go back (in the car this time). If not, I’ll take Aidan to BJJ.
Went roller blading in the sun today. #30 sunblock was a must. Aidan was the “fighter escort” on the bike. Quicker and more agile. We flew.
Healthful dinner with Annette and the boys. Then…CHEESECAKE. Annette was busy today but was up at 6:45 making cheesecake for the boys. It was fantastic. It won’t last long.
I rowed 10k today. No music, tv or other distractions while I rowed. Sometimes I distract myself like that but lately I have been thinking that it is better to immerse myself in the task at hand. I don’t want to experience a muted version of my effort to get fit. It’s a weird conceit I know.
Hard indeed it is to decide whether my shoulder is improving. I need to really focus on the physio plan I have been given to see whether I can see some solid evidence of improvement.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Pardon me? Yes. Still injured. Yes it is taking a long time. Very little blood flow to connective tissue and all that…. No I’m not getting any younger? Yes I’ve had it looked at. Yes.
Quit acting like I’m a teenager? Yes that’s good advice. Yes. No I haven’t lost any more weight. If I get sick? I’m sure I’ll be fine. Yes I am eating. I know I’m not 18 years old. Yes yes.
Nope I’m quitting BJJ for sure. No more running or dieting either. In fact I’m going to give up on enjoying life completely and develop an underachieving and self absorbed attitude just like everyone who thinks they know how to make my life “better”. Wish I’d kept my fat clothes…oh yeah, never had any.
I don’t think much of people who resort to the use of profanity. Guess that makes me a hypocrite.
