OK. that was short lived. I ended up losing my partner for the Moxie Games at the same time the weightlifting club started back up. I participated in the weightlifting club in the spring and I L.O.V.E.D it. I really did. I'm pretty sure I frustrated the heck out of the coach, but I still had a blast. I like to lift and be strong more than I like to burpee and box jump.
The announcement and initial meeting about weightlifting came out at the same time as the Moxie Games excitement was going on. I went to the club meeting and was pleasantly surprised to see a lot of people there. The last time the club was running, there were three of us. All beginner girls. It was neat to see some fellas who I expect to be talented weightlifters and some other women who will be too.
After my Moxie partner dropped out (through no fault of her own, she's injured and won't be well in time to train), I went back and forth over which I'd rather do. I tossed it around for 2 full weeks without making a decision. Over Thanksgiving break I decided that I'd enjoy the weightlifting more. So that's the direction I'm going.
In the middle of all of that I'm dealing with an ankle injury. I've actually had a janky ankle for years. When I started Crossfit I couldn't squat to parallel because it felt like there was a barrier in my ankle. Like the bone was hitting something that wouldn't let it bend further. I don't know when that stopped. I just noticed one day that I could squat low finally. It probably started when I had a bone tumor in my foot and graft from my ankle and had to wear a walking boot and be on crutches for a few months in 1996. Yeah, ~21 years ago.
A few weeks ago it started to hurt when I was doing heavy back squats. And it never stopped hurting. Then, I noticed that my knee hurt to go up stairs. At that point I decided those two things were likely related and I made an appointment with a chiropractor/muscle activation doc. He is awesome. He confirmed what I thought, which was that it may have just started hurting me, but it's been a long time coming. He thinks that my fibula isn't in the right place.
It all comes together really. It makes sense when I remember how my old squat was hindered. And when I run that calf gives me a lot of trouble, when it gets tired my foot feels "floppy", like I have to fling it out in front of me (that's hard to describe). When I left his office, I had no pain. I've returned to see him several times now. As I write this, it's the best it's felt in weeks and getting better every day.
I was also recently refereed to an Instagram site called TheFootCollective. They are all about healthy feet and what they have to say makes so much sense to me. They are all about moving away from narrow toe box shoes to shoes that fit a more natural foot. They believe in getting away from orthodtics (which I don't actually use, but I have used over the counter inserts in flat shoes before, with no benefit). One particular post they made talked about how to tell if you are walking properly by the callus on your toe. I have a callus on the toe of the right foot (the one that hurts) and not the other. I always thought that was weird. It is and it isn't. The callus usually forms when there is limited ankle mobility (tada!). It's because I'm walking improperly on that foot because my ankle hasn't had the range of motion that it should have. So, I'm concentrating very hard all the time to walk properly and keep that foot pointed straight, rather than out like a duck, as well as doing mobility exercises to get the range of motion back and seeing the muscle activation doctor. And I'm getting better. My ankle hurts less and I feel like it is getting easier to walk without thinking so hard about pointing the foot forward.
I think I'm getting stronger.
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