Two years ago I had to undergo surgery to repair an injured shoulder. Although I was in much pain at the time I had no idea it was going to take such a long time and effort to recover and come back to full strength. It has been interesting to review the series of blogposts that I wrote in 2019. The first one is from the day before the operation (February 28).
The operation was on a Friday and I naively thought that I could actually start working on the following Monday. Haha, what a joke! My next entry was two days post surgery (It’s only our bodies that betray us in the end). It describes the procedure and the pain. The surgeon had told me that I would need six weeks for the wound to heal and about six months of physical therapy to come back to kickboxing, so that was my goal. A week later I wrote another blogpost (There ain’t no sin to be glad you are alive) and by then I had realised I would have to stay home from work at least one more week before going back to work, but I was still trying to stay positive.
In the entry “Someday we’ll look back on this and it will all seem funny” (April 5, 2019) I had made some progress and I felt confident enough to make plans for the summer, a summer filled with concerts and travels (remember the time when you could attend concerts?).
In With a boulder on my shoulder , written on my birthday (July 6), I talk about patience, endurance and age.
In November 2019 I had to slow things down due to a light injury on my other shoulder caused by fatigue. Apparently I had overused it when I was authorised to start using heavier weights (One step up).
In the beginning of 2020 I was more or less fully recovered and I could have started kickboxing again but I felt hesitant, scared almost and I decided to not go back just yet, but to continue building my body and this time more consciously and systematically.
I started following a bodybuilding plan split into four days, where I shift focus from upper body to lower body and back again. I keep a journal where I pedantically write down every set and every change of weights and I find it very rewarding to follow my progress.
Fortunately in Sweden, where I live, the gyms have been open throughout the pandemic and for me it has been very good to be able stick with a normal routine when so many other things are restricted.
To summon this up: two years after the operation I’m fully recovered and more. I proud of what I have achieved but I didn’t do it all by myself. I’m lucky to have a special someone who is (ruthlessly) pushing and encouraging me along the way. My body feels stronger than ever and I’m curious to see how far I can go following this regime. Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive! 💪✌️
Over and out! /Anna