It's been more than half a year now that my shoulder decided to go on a break. I've been through so many ups and downs and frustrations in this setback. Simple things like lifting my arm and having internal rotation cause pain, and I'm like, "Why, why, why? Why me?" Half a year is long enough; it's time to get back to work now, shoulder. "Nope, apparently," she said.
Yet, I've developed this new knowledge of my anatomy and can now name the muscle that hasn't been cooperating, and that's great. I've realized my core, legs, and back need some love too, so I've started to train them and pay more attention. I'm proud to say they're now much stronger than before. Complicated feelings, huh? Navigating is key, finding the path of what works and what doesn't is my current goal. The lesson of stopping being grumpy and learning to love and be patient with my dear left shoulder continues.