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After the Ironman World Championship, I was on cloud 9. I felt AMAZING and felt like I could have done anything and everything. As time was moving on from October 14th, I started working out again but I wasn’t doing your typical swim, bike and run. I went to The Tribe in San Antonio, along with going to Inferno Pilates at the Union, eating extra cookies and gaining a little bit of weight. You know doing the things that you should be doing off season. It was AWESOME.
I started noticing my lower back was bothering me, which it has off and on for years.
Our Christmas Vacation to Florida was a success but coming home (December 29th), I decided to twist and lift my luggage. #notrecommended.
Let’s look at the timeline:
December 29th: I laid down that day for a bit, took some Aleve and fell asleep. I woke up. I was in pain and I couldn’t move.
January 2nd, 4th, 9th and 11th: Went to Stratton Sports and was hurting. Bad.
January 8th: I tried to swim but I felt this pain in my back to my neck. That isn’t right. January 9th: I woke up crying. It hurt so bad. I had a business to run. I had to drive up to Austin that day. AWFUL!
January 10th: Doctor’s appointment with Dr. Saenz at San Antonio Sports Medicine Associates
January 12th: Three Bulging Discs…dose of steroids and three months of PT!