
Workouts
Soleus Muscle
By Emily
The last time I had a serious athletic injury was
my seventh grade volleyball season. Since dislocating
my knee at 12, I've been relatively (and thankfully)
strain-free. There are sometimes sore arms after a
long yoga class and the expected bum burn after bike
rides, but on the whole I've been happily able to go
about my workouts with time being my only
limitation.
Until two weeks ago.
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I thought I could make up for my missed stretching with some long sessions--big mistake. 
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I ran with a friend on vacation and didn't stretch
enough. When I got back, I didn't think anything of
it and jumped back on my bike. The next day I
literally fell getting out of bed--my calf muscle
felt like it had a massive charley horse that only
got worse as the day went on. Stairs felt unbearable.
I thought I could make up for my missed stretching
with some long sessions--big mistake. The pain only
worsened over the next two days as my lower right leg
swelled.
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| Emily with her friends |
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I kept trying to push through bike rides and yoga
as my calf and ankle ballooned. I went to see a
massage therapist who said she thought I'd strained
my soleus muscle. The site sportsinjuryclinic.net
describes this type of strain as "a sudden pain at
the back of the leg, difficulty in contracting the
muscle or standing on tip toe, and pain and swelling
or bruising in the calf muscle." I didn't even know I
had soleus muscles, let alone a strained one. The
therapist said I should be fine in two to three days,
I went on my way, and continued my routine. I'm
training for a five-day bike ride in September and
couldn't lose the time, I figured. Plus going to the
gym before work helps clear my head and gives me more
energy, something I didn't want to give up.
What I didn't realize is that my unwillingness to
stop training was actually doing me more potential
harm than good. After three days came and went and I
could barely squeeze into a pair of boots, I made an
appointment with a doctor who scolded me for not
giving my leg time off. I had strained my achilles
tendon, he said, and was in danger or tearing both it
and my calf muscle. When he saw that I had ridden my
bike to the appointment, he told me I had to follow
"RICE":Rest/Ice/Compression/Elevation. Ice and
elevation I could do, but take two weeks off as he
advised? I was going to go out of my mind.
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What I didn't realize is that my unwillingness to stop training was actually doing me more potential harm than good. 
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When I finally accepted his orders (he was an MD
specializing in sports injuries, after all), I
realized there were a lot of things I was missing
with my cardio-driven workouts. I started lifting
weights and doing arm exercises 3-4 times a week and
am beginning to notice a difference. I also realized
that's there a place for long walks for the sake of
fresh air and head clearing, something I probably
wouldn't have thought was worth my physical activity
time before.
The most important lesson? I should have seen a
doctor as soon as I experienced pain that didn't go
away in a day or two. I risked really doing damage
because I was stubborn enough to think I didn't need
help or a recommendation for something I thought I
could help myself get over. That said, I'm looking
forward to getting back to training soon--I miss the
endorphins and the way I feel after a tough set of
leg curls. I know that it's a sensation I can only
get when I'm well, however, and not creating my own
"get better quick" plan.
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