Imbolc Valentine Moon
Back on the treadmill. No, I haven’t started going off to work again. I mean, I’m back on the treadmill. In what I consider an ironic situation my right pectoral is so painful I can’t do the P90X workouts. Why ironic? Because in the fall that injured it, I landed on my back. Must have really torqued that left arm, which I’m pretty sure hit first and absorbed most of the fall. Why didn’t that hurt my left pectoral? I have no idea.
Sent a note to my doc telling her that this is two weeks past the event and the pain interferes with my workouts and general getting around. Maybe I’ll head back to Dave, the bicycling Lancastershire man who helped me get past my shoulder pain last fall. I’m going to let Corrie decide.
I don’t mind the treadmill since I watch movies and TV while I’m doing it, but about a year ago I decided I wanted a more robust workout, one that included resistance work, too. I developed my own, which seemed to plateau.
Then Kate saw an article for P90X and I did the fitness test for it. And passed. Barely. It’s fun and I was just beginning to learn the moves of the various workouts, showing some progress, when I fell off the door jamb.
