A delicate balance

It took me a (very) long time to accept that taking a break from training wasn't always a bad thing. That in some cases, it is not only warranted but expected - encouraged even. So I've tried not to beat myself up over the last week as I've backed right off on my training. Again. With any injury, rest and rehabilitation are vital - but too much of either can be detrimental. Keeping mobile is essential - but so is rest. Finding that delicate balance can be very tricky.

So have I found it?

Whenever I think I'm on a winner, that I've achieved equilibrium, something happens to blow me out of the water. In the last instance, it was having another relapse. Granted that it wasn't a bad one AND I had the insight to identify it early. And with Early identification come early intervention. And with early intervention come quicker recovery. All looking good right?

So I kept going. Tried to keep my positive frame of mind. But I wasn't getting better the way I hoped (and expected to). So I took a week off. Sue me. I don't care. Because the week has done me good. Well, my injury anyway. My mid line states otherwise. Seriously, I look about 4 months pregnant!!!!!

So yesterday's home session was a life saver. 60 minutes and around 500 calories. My body coped well. I pushed myself and managed just fine. It was SUBLIME! Better yet, I felt fantastic this morning!

Today was another raining session - this time with my trainer. It was much more subdued (only 260 calories in an hour) BUT it was incredibly challenging on my core. My core needs to be rebuilt again so it was a welcomed session.

But have I found that delicate balance? Time will tell.