The Middle Ground
Week 2 of rehab felt like stepping into the in-between. Iām no longer completely sidelined, but Iām also far from being back. Thereās progress, which is exciting, but it comes with a new kind of patience. This week started to show me what the next stretch of this process might look like with small wins, slow rebuilding, and learning how to sit in the middle without rushing through it
Successes for the week
This week had some real momentum. I started aqua jogging, which felt like a big step mentally as much as physically. Thereās something about being in motion again, even in the pool, that brought back a bit of the rhythm Iāve been missing. I also returned to some light strength training. Nothing dramatic, but enough to feel like Iām reconnecting with my body in a productive way.

One of the biggest wins: I walked three laps of the track without crutches. It might sound small, but it felt huge. Being on the track again, even just walking, was grounding. It reminded me that forward movement is happening, even if it looks different right now.

I also had my MRI this week. Nearly 40 minutes of loud, clanging noises while lying still is not exactly relaxing. They scanned both legs for comparison, which added time but should give a clearer picture. It was nerve-wracking going in, but I got through it and will have results this weekend. For now, Iām trying to stay neutral and trust the process.

If you have never had an MRI, here is a great video explaining how it all works!
Challenges for the week
The hardest part right now is this middle phase. Iām not fully out of commission anymore, which means I can do more, but Iām also not close to being back to normal training. That gray area is mentally tough. Thereās enough progress to see what Iām missing, but not enough to return to it.
The reality of how long this rehab will likely take is starting to sink in. In the early days, everything felt acute and immediate. Now, itās more about sustained patience. Thatās a different challenge. Thereās a temptation to measure where I am against where I was, and to want to speed things up. But that mindset isnāt helpful, and honestly, itās what got me into trouble before.
I had a really helpful conversation with my coach this week. She reminded me that the goal isnāt to get back to where I was, because where I was wasnāt sustainable. The goal is to come back healthier, stronger, and with better habits. It was a grounding reminder that this isnāt just about returning; itās about rebuilding in a smarter way.
Lessons learned for the week
Progress doesnāt always feel like progress. Sometimes it just feels slow. But slow is still forward.
This week taught me that the middle phase requires a different kind of discipline, not the push-hard, grind-through type, but the steady, patient kind. The kind where you respect the timeline, trust the professionals around you, and focus on the small things you can do well.
Iām also learning to reframe what ābetterā means. Better doesnāt mean getting back to old training numbers as quickly as possible. It means building a version of myself that can handle the load in a healthier way long term. Thatās a bigger goal, and one thatās worth taking the time for.
For now, Iām holding onto the wins: movement in the pool, a bit of strength work, three laps around the track, and another week closer to normalcy.
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