I have never experienced pain like this in my shoulders/arms before, so I thought maybe it was just soreness from my pushing myself to go a bit heavier with the weights on certain exercises. Until I went to urgent care today and found out I’m dealing with impingement syndrome of the shoulder.
What is shoulder impingement syndrome?
“This is a painful pinching of soft tissues in your shoulder. It happens when these tissues rub and press against a part of your shoulder blade called the “acromion.” This can irritate your rotator cuff tendons, and also a soft sac called the “subacromial bursa.” (The Institute for Athletic Medicine, 2020)
When I say that shit hurts when I move it the wrong way, I ain’t playing and this is coming from someone with a somewhat high tolerance for pain. I can see why it would be easy not wanting to do the exercises needed to help with this, out of fear from the amount of pain you think you may have. However, I’d rather work on those exercises, than to develop a frozen shoulder.
I found this “cute to me” dress at the thrift store a few weeks ago. At first I wasn’t going to buy it because I have another dress that’s similar but with longer sleeves and not that much different color wise + it’s a large and I’m still getting used to that since being on this weight loss/management journey. The cost for the dress was around $6.00 give or take + tax.
I’ve had the high heels (bought from Shoe Dazzle; Robyn Crochet Shootie Stiletto) for years but I think I’ve yet to wear them out because (1), the heel is high as hell and (2), whew lawd the pain I feel in my ankles. I’m more of a tennis shoes, barefoot, flip flops kinda gal but do love wearing high heels. I think if I wore them more often, my fear (busting my ass aka falling) of wear heels like the ones in the picture wouldn’t be that big of an issue. I don’t have a problem wearing high heels that have a chunkier heel.
And since I can be extra asf (as fxck) sometimes, naturally I turned it into a photo shoot. LOL! I need to either buy a new tripod or figure out where the attachment is that holds my phone.
Looking at me, you wouldn’t know the constant hell my body goes through every single day. This is another reason why I say we should be careful about what we say about others. You never know what someone is going through. Just thinking about this reminds me of reading some of the hatefulness from people concerning Chadwick Boseman before it was learned that he had cancer.
Last year I was diagnosed with spondylosis (arthritis) in the cervical (neck), thoracic (middle) and lumbar (lower) of my back along with bone spurs at multiple levels. And when I say my back hurts me every.single.day, I’m not joking. I usually just push through, and take some ibuprofen. However, sometimes I get to that point where I can’t tolerate the pain and take the prescribed medication which I hate. When I take it, I’m out (sleep) for the rest of the day.
As if that wasn’t enough, I was diagnosed with large granular lymphocytic leukemia (LGL) which I’ll discuss in another blog post
Not sure exactly when or how I hurt my shoulder but it definitely affected me yesterday while working out. I had to do some modifications and not go as heavy with the weights for my left shoulder. If it’s not better by next week, then I’ll need to get it checked out because moving it a certain way hurts like a mutha.
I’ll be working out again in the morning and decided today that I’ll start going in 3x’s a week (plus my workout on Sunday mornings) instead of 2. I want to change my mindset on how I view Monday’s and start appreciating that I’ve been given another chance, to see another day. Plus I really do enjoy going to workout. I know there are some things to be concerned about as I get older, but hopefully with exercising and taking better care of myself, I can help lessen the blow.
About a week ago I kept hearing birds outside chirping more than usual and noticed what appeared to be a bird on the ground. I thought maybe it was sick or something and decided to go check. Turns out it was a baby bird (fledgling) which I left alone considering it wasn’t injured. Momma and daddy were close by.
I thought it was pretty cool seeing this right outside my front door. I kept a close eye out as best I could since cats like to visit my yard. There’s something peaceful about seeing nature in action. I’m not sure what type of bird this is.
(After coming home from an outing, I checked back to see if him or her was still there and it wasn’t. Hopefully it went about safely to do what it was needing (learning) to do; fly and be independent.
I decided to take a break from social media (I’ve been on the break for almost a month) because it was spending way too much time on there + the class at the time had me feeling some type of way emotionally + the daily bombardment of tragic event within our country and other countries (via the news media) was just too much for me; especially as someone who is an empath. You would think the book I chose to read, would be the last thing I’d want to read but I’m glad that I did.
Reading the book has given me a different perspective from my father’s point of view and now I understand why he felt the way that he did.
I’ve found some pretty nice swimsuits at the thrift store and some with the tags still on like this one. It’s a size large and I paid $5.00, give or take + tax. No, I don’t care that my fupa, panniculous or whatever you want to call it, shows. Until I decide to have the panniculectomy procedure done, I’ll continue to be secure within myself to rock whatever I wear. Otherwise, no amount of surgery could fix that if I’m not happy within myself from the inside first. I may not like that particular area and want it gone but I genuinely love me some me.
I think I’ll start blogging about some of the great finds I come across at our local thrift stores, but first, let me get this out the way.
I dress how I want, in what I want. I know when it’s appropriate and when it’s not to wear certain types of clothing. That’s as far as I’m explaining myself. If you’re easily offended when it comes to cleavage, showing tons of skin, etc. then I’m sure there are other blogs that will suit your needs.
Today I reached my 50th workout at my gym. I received a t-shirt to celebrate that milestone.
When I first started doing HIIT, I bout died. I still feel that way when I go workout and in my head, I’m saying all sorts of cuss words. LOL! But once the workout is over, I’m pretty proud of myself and happy that I got it done. I never would have thought I’d be someone that enjoyed going to the gym to workout.
I like to do my workout in the mornings which is the 6:15 a.m. class during the week. I’m up usually around 5:30 so I give myself enough time to brush my teeth, get dressed, feed the cat and eat a light snack. Also, this gives me enough time to get to the gym so I can stretch and get a warm-up in to get my heart rate slightly up.
Remember that book we all read, back in the day, when we were expecting our first babies? Well here’s my blog version of that helpful little book, but it’s about the other fun thing that happens to us women. Hello. My name is Andy, and I survived menopause. And so did my husband. I remember when […]