It's been almost a full week since my surgery to repair my torn biceps. I have healed pretty well up to now. I had my arm in a sling for 2 full days and was able to keep my arm immobile after that without the sling. The only bandages that are left on my body are where the incisions were made for the surgery, at the top of my left biceps, at the very top of my left shoulder and in the posterior shoulder area, where they did some touch up on my rotator cuff. There's really no pain to speak of. I have my Dr.'s appointment on Friday. I'll have a much better idea of how much longer I'll be out of commission after that. Can't wait.
In the aftermath of this, my very first real injury in my athletic career, I must confess as to how I got to this point. In my quest to make it to the CrossFit Games, I allowed my tunnel vision to fog my better judgment. I had been having an increased pain in my left biceps for close to a month and I refused to acknowledge it or give it any attention whatsoever. By doing so, would some how admit defeat, in my mind. It didn't matter what exercise I was doing, my left shoulder was not right. I can remember the day it all started to go wrong. As I look back, I don't know what plan of attack to fix the problem would have worked to get me ready to arrive in Carson in top physical condition. Complete rest would be the only option, but I just couldn't afford to do that in late June. So, the only thing for me to do was to ride it out and hope that it would hold up for the weekend at the Games. No such luck.
My lesson learned from all of this is to pay attention to all signals your body is sending. Know when to say when. I'm just bummed that it took this injury to hear those signals.
I'll update you in a few days as to what's next.