Pain level: 0 …. 8 …. 4
Today started off great with no pain -hooray! ….and then I fell off the bike (that was an 8) and then a throbbing 4 for the rest of the day -boo!
A bike trainer - so easy that even a cat can use it.... right?
My klutziness knows no limits.
After yesterday’s exhausting 20 minutes on the bike I decided to experiment with a measly five minutes ever hour for four hours.
The first two rounds go fine. I have a pleasant rest for an hour after my mini aerobic session and I feel my energy building throughout the day! Great! This is working. I hop on for a third session. My butt is a tad sore and I need some extra cushioning – which is just out of reach.
Somehow I manage to get tangled getting off the bike. I do a half spin and land on the other edge of my injured foot. I heard a feel a small “pop”.
OW!!!!
Pain surges through my foot. I scream out in pain! I only remember screaming once, but JP says that I screamed nonstop for a full minute.
I haven’t felt this much pain since post surgery and I curl up in a little ball. I swear to JP that it’s is just a sprain to stop him from calling 911. He brings me some ice and I practice deep breathing.
It’s back to r.i.c.e – rest, ice, compression and elevation for the rest of the day.
Learn from my fail - a bike trainer is not the same as a stationary bike.
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