Keeping it real…
There are days when I don’t want to go to the gym and I don’t and it’s not because I’m lazy it’s because I don’t FEEL like it. An important part of a fitness routine is listening to your body.
I had heard the stories of rhabdomyolysis before. I honestly thought they were more of an urban legend than a real thing. And then yesterday as I’m scrolling through my facebook feed and read a TRUE story about rhabdomyolysis from a friend?!
My heart immediately cried for her and her situation. But I can see where it happens.
What is Rhabdomyolysis? It is the breakdown of muscle fibers that leads to the release of muscle fiber contents (myoglobin) into the bloodstream. Myoglobin is harmful to the kidney and often causes kidney damage.
Oye! Not good.
BTW this is going to turn into a long rant….just know it now….
As I’m reading the horror of my friends story my thoughts were bouncing ALL over the place:
How could a person push themselves to that point?
What on Earth were they thinking?
What asshat was training her?
I wonder what she was doing, she had been asking about crossfit.
OMG I wonder if I have that?
Really this has nothing to do with my friend, I wish her a speedy recovery and hope that this has opened her eyes to some of the dangers of overworking your body. I know it has opened my eyes to it. Rhabdo = Urban legend no more.
The situation though still has me thinking about all of the UNHEALTHY things I see daily in healthy-living blog land. It makes me sad, confused and concerned.
Our bodies are amazing machines they can do incredible things and when we treat our bodies with the respect they deserve the results are fascinating to watch. But so often I see people practicing really unhealthy things and pretending it’s Ok and encouraging others to do the same.
While this was all happening Presley at Run Pretty was reading my mind. She is talking about disordered eating and HLB’s. Although I have always thought that the what I ate Tuesday posts are ridiculous. It always frightens me what is being spun as FOOD on some blogs. As I was reading Presley’s post on disordered eating, I was housing a bowl of ice cream. I believe in moderation, I really do. I can’t go all or nothing it just makes me crazy and a miserable to be around. But it’s posts like these that force to make me to want to scream can everyone keep it real here?
Rhabdo is real and can be avoided, but the more I look around I see some bloggers promoting excessive exercise. I will say that I’m even guilty of it sometimes. Just one more run, just one more set, I don’t want to lose my progress, I can hear myself telling my body… right at this moment I KNOW I AM WRONG and I leave. I head home and hug the people I love. I feel terrible for people who don’t know where the moment is, or have gotten so far beyond that moment that they don’t even recognize the moment anymore.
REST is just as important as movement. If not more important. I read about some men and women spending hours in the gym, and based on their posts they are not eating to sustain it. Even if it’s not clearly described it doesn’t take much to read between the lines and see the disorder.
There is beauty in the rest. It gives us time to reflect and collect ourselves. Those moments of recharge give us clarity that often in the “movements” of life we miss.
Complete side note: if I see ONE MORE post about avoiding weight gain at Thanksgiving I am going to flip. The tips I have seen are horrifying. Some of them should read…”how to only eat lettuce on Thanksgiving.” LISTEN: one day of indulgences does not mean you’re at the point of no return. Just like one workout doesn’t turn you from a size 25 to a 2. It’s Thanksgiving, give thanks to yourself, love yourself and have respect for where you are at RIGHT NOW. Practice some self-love, have some pie just don’t eat the entire pie.
I’ve worked hard on my journey to a healthier place. But I also know when it is getting out of hand, and when I am doing more than I should be. It’s a balance.
We all get out of hand from time to time, and it’s ok. After all what fun would Christmas be if Clark Griswold hadn’t gone holy Christmas Crazy? But it’s important to know when to rein it in.
If you need help…ask. Most of us have been there and needed to take a few steps back and re-evaulate where we are at.
I’m not really sure how to end this post. I’m giving you my 2 cents. If I leave you with a take away it is this: LISTEN TO YOUR BODY, Enjoy REST and goodness gracious enjoy some pie.