An Injured Athlete’s Mindset: A Bipolar Beauty and Beast

Photo by Andrew Mason obtained from Wikimedia Commons

“When we define ourselves by what we do and what we accomplish, we set ourselves up for a difficult moment when we can no longer do and accomplish what we used to.” – Jason Dorland

Take out 15-20 hrs of training/week. Turn down 2 coaches for lifting and running. Scratch the 1 race that I’ve been dreaming of for 8 months. Take away running, riding, lifting. And swimming, which my shoulders haven’t earned back yet. All of which have been taken away from me, completely out of my control. So after deducting all of that, what do you get? An athlete that’s been called to pursue other things but one that will always chase after the dream. That sounds pretty optimistic, right? Well, it took me almost 2 months to get to this place of mind.

I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t miss running every day. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t itch to run and hear nothing but my breathing and footsteps. When I’m walking home without heavy bags on my back and in my hands, and the air is warm and welcoming to my skin, I reminisce how this, this is the perfect summer weather that I’ve always run in. When it’s raining and kind of humid, or when it’s 9pm and actually perfect for a run- I remember when those would be the exact times and conditions where I’d be running. Even when it’s been rainy, I reminisce the wet slogs out there. And I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t miss it.

Being injured sucks. It’s simple as that. Always has, always will. I’ve come to realize that this summer, is my summer of injury. It hasn’t been easy but I’ve realized the curse that comes with being a driven athlete. Through my story so far, I might be able to share some things to help give insight to those that know, treat and are the injured athletes.

My timeline begins from the fall of 2014. I had just finished my first sprint triathlon in early September. Things weren’t perfect heading into the race, as I spent most of my training in the pool and bike. I wished that I had done more brick workouts, and especially spent more time honing my running speed. School and work limited my training, so that was that. But worst of all, I came back from a family road trip and had this weird pain in my right shoulder in extension and external rotation. I got treatment for what I could, with a week or so left, was all taped up and didn’t feel the pain when I swam on race day. So that was all good besides maybe some nutrition issues that led me to wanting to puke my guts out right after I got out of the lake, and it didn’t stop until an hour after the race. My next goal was just to get healthy again, as I discovered that I had dynamic instability in both my shoulders, but worse in my right. From there, I looked to try to figure out what was the next race that I could do. I was hungry to return to focusing on running since I hadn’t gotten in much running in the summer, so I looked to Squamish 23K at the end of August 2015. It was a perfect challenge and I was excited.

Fall and spring semesters were incredibly heavy and I knew I wouldn’t truly be training for Squamish until spring exams were done. I only had time and energy to hit the gym, so that’s what I did, 2-3 times a week in both semesters. And I also began to work on improving my olympic lifts, getting help from a coach. I’ve always loved lifting weights, but I’ve always done it for the purpose of performances external to the gym. Everything I’ve done in the gym has always been geared towards becoming a better, stronger and faster runner. For the most part, I never lift or do core work just to do it. It’s always been done for the purpose of becoming a better athlete in my sport. So even though I could only hit the gym, I still had one goal in mind: feeling strong while racing Squamish 23K.

In the spring, even though I did revel in the fact that my shoulder stability was increasing and lifting PRs came steadily, what motivated me all the time, even during my studying, was my dream of being free in the summer and running. I dreamed of runs feeling easy, rhythmic and smooth. I dreamed and craved of ripping off 400m repeats and cranking out mile repeats. I dreamed of slogging on double days and getting winded from a hard long run. That’s what kept me motivated through assignments and exams. I was dreaming and waiting to feel like a runner again. And I waited for 8 months.

I thought this random foot pain, that I experienced when I started to run again, was a simple fix, like the other times I randomly had a localized niggle in my foot. I thought it’d be a done deal within a treatment, just like the other times. It appeared to be a more complicated issue, stemming from studying and writing papers for a couple of weeks without a physio appointment. I was all twisted, my left glute wasn’t firing as well as it needed to be, and it seemed like a simple loading issue that caused my foot pain. Unfortunately, as the pain subsided and problems were fixed, my walk runs still brought on burning fatigue in my left arch. And hearing about the permanent laxity or instability in my left hindfoot left me in despair and confusion. (I have a blog post in my drafts vault that addresses this in greater detail in relation to footwear and how I may have to retract my mission to transition into minimalism.)

Nearly a month ago, I left a free and very brief injury assessment with a pedorthist at a complete loss. So much so that I went crying straight to my coach. (Not actually crying, but theoretically, pretty much.) This sudden pitfall left me to face my demons again. The same ones that tormented me in my grade 12 year of track when I struggled with a mysterious posterior knee issue for 6 months -until it turned into a full blown grade 2+ hamstring strain. 3 days before city finals.

Adding insult to injury (well, injury to injury), out of the blue, I flared up my ulnar nerve pretty bad from a harmless, routine workout at the gym. It was the worst flare up since my initial nerve entrapment 2 summers ago. This put riding on my road bike to work out of the question.

In this spiral of troubles, I learned that there are two faces in every injured athlete.

Note: Of course, I’m making sweeping generalizations about all athletes. But from my former track teammates that are still varsity athletes or former varsity athletes, I’ve seen this in them as well and I’ve discussed it with a couple of friends also currently injured.

The injured athlete is a beauty that practitioners love. He or she will follow your instructions and do your prescribed exercises and stretches. We tell ourselves that if this is what we need to do to get ourselves back to doing what we crave and love, then we will do every single rep that you tell us to do. We will face the monotony that is rehab, but we will always get the work done.

I ask myself, “How bad do you want it?” And I’ll grab my theraband or what have you, and I will make sure that I don’t miss a day of rehab. Because each day is a day to get myself that much closer to running again. If you love your sport enough, you’ll be alone pool running in the dive tank or at the public pool with kids splashing and seniors swimming. (Interestingly enough, I’ve been accompanied by several injured track athletes in the pool this semester.) Every day is a chance for a comeback to erase the misgivings about your body.

The beauty tries to stay truthful, patient and optimistic. And tells him or herself that, they’re getting stronger each week and will soon return better than ever.

Once an athlete realizes that he or she is out for more than 1-2 weeks, it’s a depressing blow to take. It requires time to digest and accept. I’m sure I could list out distinct phases, but the beginning will always be slight denial where you’ll come up with an arbitrary number of days or weeks that it’ll take before you’re back in your sport. The imaginary number comforts you. When things aren’t progressing as you wish they did, then things start to get iffy. It’s a dark cloud each day when you are constantly reminded by your body that you’re not healthy yet. The beast easily gets jealous as others are carefree and able to be active. The beast loathes that his or her body keeps failing.

Once time stretches even further and the injury is so complicated that it can’t really be defined into a number before you’re back, questions start. Questions appear to determine what you could’ve done to prevent this. Questions appear to determine why this happened. Questions appear to determine whether your body was meant for this sport or not. Questions appear to determine if this fight and push to return ASAP is even worth it anymore. It gets tiring each day to be so optimistic and to be checking your progress, only to be let down every time. Questions appear to determine if you should just -let go.

Since it’s summer and I’m not in a full load of courses, I definitely have more time on my hands. So I notice that I actually have free time, which was supposed to be filled up by running. It wasn’t supposed to feel this way, because I was expecting time to become relevant to running, like back in highschool and in my first year of university on the track team. Each day would be dictated by running: easy day and strength, intervals or hills day, long run day or recovery day. How I ate, what I ate and when I ate would be dependent on each day of training and each workout. Take out that training and routine… and everything comes to a standstill. The strict routines and dependency on running becomes murky. Things that were so concrete and defined by running now weren’t.

In Chariots and Horses, Jason Dorland writes, “I was once part of a group of individuals that could do things that only a minute percentage of the world’s population could. Now, I’m just an average person with an average life.” This might be a pompous statement, but as a competitive athlete, you can’t help but have that mindset sometimes when your sport is taken away from you. When I first came to face this truth that I was struggling with… I realized that I felt unfulfilled. Days felt empty. I probably didn’t even feel truly happy. Most of the time, I felt mediocre that my summer didn’t start off like I had dreamed of. When I came to really evaluate when I could be running again and actually training for Squamish, I had to be mature and think. And I realized that, Squamish demanded too much and even if I lacked in aerobic capacity by race day, odds were, my foot would likely not be conditioned for 4+ hours on the trails. So, through a rough process of letting go and a change of heart… I made progress in a different way.

Abbey D’agostino, one of my role models, said in her Flotrack interview, “[when you’re injured] you really learn what your motivation is when you’re like, sucking it up by yourself in the pool… if your running is all have you and it’s not going well, it’s going to be so much harder to recover and come back stronger.” I first had to keep telling my running coach that I wouldn’t be able to join him yet. And I had to keep pushing back my imaginary return date. Then I had to turn down my lifting coach for the summer. Then I ultimately had to tell the race director that I could no longer race. Finally, I had to see what I have beyond running.

It wasn’t easy, but it’s taken tremendous pressure off me, not having to rush my return to training. In the last month, I’ve made substantial strength gains in my feet as I’ve been doing my strength work on both feet. It’s taken weeks of consistency and drive to embrace the monotony and lack of excitement to work on foot intrinsics. But I’ve always made sure that I’ve done my rehab, to the point of blistering and burning off skin from my toes when doing barefoot strides on the hot turf in the sun.

Thankfully, things seem to be coming together this week. My ulnar nerve has finally calmed down that I’m quite sure that after yesterday’s acupuncture treatment, I’m good to go. I’ll be quite careful and won’t ride until I have a solid week free of symptoms. Maybe even 2 weeks if I’m paranoid. And, most importantly, I’ll be getting my orthotics on Saturday. If that doesn’t prove to solve my issue… then I’ll have to re-evaluate and start from scratch. But I won’t fret for now until I see what happens.

As I was reading another runner’s blog, I suddenly remembered a Dr. Seuss book that my coach gave me at the conclusion of my grade 12 track season, continuing the tradition where the coaches give all captains a gift.

wpid-wp-1435285662077.jpeg One of the things that my coach wrote inside was, “If all else fails, consult the book; it will guide you to happy and healthy.”And in the book, Dr. Seuss says, “Your brain and heart will guide you all that you do.”

I don’t know that I have any answers or great tips to give. But as athletes, we’re a different breed with different demons to deal with. One coworker of mine commented on how she sees this all the time. And people say, “If I can just do another Ironman. Just one more race. Then. I’ll be happy.” It’s that need of achievement to feel fulfilled. But she said if that’s what we think will make us happy, and we can’t make the decision to be happy in this very moment, then there’s something wrong. It’s a mind boggling dilemma. At least for me right now, it’s not even about racing anymore. I just want to be able to go on runs, to feel like a runner again. I love running and my heart says that I’m not ready to give it up.

Just like Abbey D elegantly says, I’m a person of faith. I’m pretty sure that this time of physical misfortunes has meant to be a wake up call and lesson for me. But despite that, I know that the lesson isn’t for me to necessarily give up on my dream of running and tackling 80km+ weeks. I’m just an athlete that’s been called to pursue other things but one that will always chase after the dream. Once a runner, always a runner. #trialsofmilesmilesoftrials


Quick and Dirty Review of MobilityWod’s Supernova

When I first came across this beastly ball, called the Supernova on Rogue’s website, there were barely any reviews on the internet at the time. I think I only found one somewhat helpful YouTube video review back then. Now, if you google something along the lines of “MobilityWod Supernova review”, there are many that come up. Also, take note that since then, MobilityWod has come up with a 2nd version and an option for a smaller size. You can check out the details on Rogue’s website. Hopefully I can bring something different to the table, so here’s my experience with the first version of the Supernova.

When I first saw it, I was bewildered. I already owned a Pro Tec foam roller, Travel Roller’s kit that included their acupressure balls and other various balls from tennis, lacrosse, golf and softball. I found that the softball was the perfect size for working on my hamstrings. A lacrosse or tennis ball was always too small for rolling, but good for trigger point release. What got me the most curious about the Supernova was its edges, which was supposed to be able to really grab onto skin and help dig deeper into the underlying fascia, as explained by Dr. Kelly Starrett of MobilityWod. If I recall correctly, during its release, it was $40 or so, and with a slightly different design on the ball compared to the ones currently sold. At the time, I got very close to purchasing it, but decided not to due to the price.

Fast forward to a patient that came to see one of the chiropractors that I work with. He suffered from low back pain and I taught him foam rolling for hamstrings, glutes, etc., among other things. At some point, he came back and talked about how the pain in his back had disappeared thanks to- you guessed it, the Supernova. He said that he had gone to Fitness Depot and asked about foam rollers. The employee told him that of all SMR (self myofascial release) tools, he recommended the Supernova. (N.B. Only Rogue sells it, so he wasn’t trying to market on behalf of Fitness Depot.) When it finally got delivered to the patient’s house, he started rolling his hamstrings and his back pain disappeared. He was convinced that the Supernova was really efficient at releasing his muscles and he really encouraged me to buy it. Unfortunately, the price had risen since its release, but I was convinced. On a subsequent visit later, this patient also told me how he was trying to roll his upper back without a shirt on, and the edges actually broke his skin while he was rolling! That was surprising, but it proves how it’s no joke with the skin grabbing.

A physiotherapist that I work with, and one that I see myself, was also convinced about the Supernova after she tried rolling with it. She had been struggling with a hamstring strain for quite some time and I had lent her my Supernova to try. She was surprised about how well it dug into her hamstrings! She said that since her strain, it felt like the closest thing to having a practitioner really work into her hamstrings with their thumbs, finally getting into the spots that would have been central to her tear and subsequent scar tissue adhesions.

If those two stories haven’t convinced you, here are a couple of things that I like about the Supernova.

As you can see, the Supernova is actually a bit bigger than a softball. But it’s still the perfect size to use. I mostly use it for hamstrings, glutes, adductors and sometimes calves or QLs (quadratus lumborum). I’ve tried rolling my quads with it, but rolling them with a foam roller is already never fun, so let’s say, rolling with the Supernova on my quads is always short lived.

On my kitchen scale, I measured it to be just over 625 grams, which would be approximately equivalent to nearly 1.5 lbs. It does add weight to my gym bag, which can be a bit of an issue sometimes, coming from a commuting student that usually carries a heavy backpack. But the weight also helps prevent the ball from slipping on the floor and it feels solid when you really put pressure into it.

This is probably the greatest feature of the Supernova, akin to the Rumble Roller and its edges compared to conventional smooth foam rollers. This design really allows you to dig into underlying tissues and exert more pressure than other balls. I know it’s all still debatable how effective foam rolling truly is and if you’re actually doing much other than applying pressure and friction on tissue. Maybe I’m not being scientifically correct, but I’d like to believe that it does help with grabbing onto skin, shearing underlying tissues and ultimately getting things to glide better underneath as they should. Plus, it’s really nice to use for your feet as well while working at the desk.

There’s no question about the hefty price, especially once you include shipping and tax (depending on where you live). I’ve had my Supernova for almost a year now and I’ve used it at the gym, at home on wooden flooring and carpet. So far, it’s held up great and I can’t see it really deteriorating much over the next couple of years. I think you definitely get your money’s worth in quality, so durability should be no problem. Some reviews on Rogue’s website comment on some durability issues with the first version of the Supernova, but so far I haven’t had any issues. There may be some signs of wear on some of the edges on the ball, but it still grabs on well and I don’t have any concerns.

I’m in no way affiliated with Rogue or MobilityWod, but I am a big fan of Dr. Kelly Starrett. If you ask yourself whether you really need the Supernova, consider if you’re happy with the tools that you have access to now. If you are satisfied with what you have and with your current recovery after workouts, then no you don’t need to invest in this additional ball. As an athlete myself, it’s hard to turn down “the latest gadget” that will really help take my recovery and thus performance, to the next level. If you’ve had a history of hamstring strains like I have, it may be worth it to consider the Supernova. There’s nothing like it that can get up right near the hamstring origin. Ooooohh man, it’s a winner when it comes to that. I hope this was an insightful review about MobilityWod’s Supernova.

PS. If you’re wondering about what that “Alpha” ball is, in the picture under “SIZE”, it’s from Jill Miller‘s Yoga Tune Up. Her therapy balls have also been a game changer for me and have won the appreciation of some patients that I’ve worked with. I’ll probably include her balls in a future blog post when I comment on my “go-to’s” in my self care / recovery arsenal.