One of our tennis athletes who is rehabbing from her 2nd ACL surgery in a year was chatting with me about 2 1/2 weeks out, and have me this slight but memorable warning: weeks 3 and 4 are the hardest. Damn. She ended up being right. I can't say it wasn't all in my head from her notice but I certainly came down from my "I'm gonna nail this rehab thing" high I had been on before that. I was doing okay with PT, he was adding more exercises, but that in turn caused more pain. At work I was mostly wearing my brace all day, working so much thy I wasn't breaking for my workouts, and going home with major dents in my legs from all the swelling. Smack in the middle of weeks 3 and 4, I was part of a Leadership Retreat at work that allowed little time for anything but eating big meals around long periods in a chair. Although the 3 hour session with a TU dance instructor was an interesting one for me to say the least.
Anyway, I've come through that period literally stronger; I'm at 118 degrees flexion; can fully extend to 0; Dr. Hinton told me to put the brace away; and I can get on a bike or elliptical and stride away for time.
I met my goal of walking the neighborhood brace-free with the kids for Halloween! I went to CrossFit on Sunday and kicked ass in the workout (overall 100 KBS and 100 burpees)!
On to week 6....
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