I am notorious for ignoring my aches and pains (even when I shouldn’t). I power through discomfort because I usually can and because that’s what needs to be done. For years this habit served me quite well. But I am a middle aged woman these days and I am starting to realize that very fact.
Last winter I developed a sore hip but it was sore in a weird way. At first it ached only when I was sitting or laying down. The hip was fine when I was standing or walking. At the time, I felt like this was just my kind of pain and I cheerfully sped off to the gym where I worked up my usual sweat on the elliptical. The aching continued and so did my daily gym trips. Then, about a week into this arrangement, I could barely get out of bed, let alone walk downstairs. Walking, sitting, and lying down became unpleasant. I was in pain and actually frightened by this development. So I headed off to the doctor who diagnosed bursitis, prescribed me some serious anti-inflammatory meds, pointed out that I am aging, ordered me to stay away from the gym for two weeks and reminded me that I may need to start taking it easy on occasion. This was unwelcome news.
However, the pain was sufficiently frightening that I did actually take the ordered break from the gym. Since that incident, I have been forced to recognize that I am human and that sometimes powering through is just not a good idea.