Returning to the scene of the crime

Fifty-three days ago, during my workout, I fell off a box and broke my elbow. Since then I’ve had surgery, and started physiotherapy.

Today I went back to the gym for the first time since my accident and worked out.

Coach Cayla adapted the workout, so that I didn’t need to use my affected arm: one-armed deadlifts, one-armed kettle bell swings, and the like.

I was nervous about going, “returning to the scene of the crime,” so to speak.

Partly this was about fear of returning to the space where I’d suffered a trauma; partly this was because I was afraid of confronting myself with diminished physical capabilities.

But, I was happy to find, I do still have physical capabilities.

I have a long road back to two-armed fitness, but I’m happy to have started walking down it.

By the way: Cayla has reconstituted a 9:00 a.m. Tuesday and Thursday morning small group workout. If you’re looking to get a friendly, no-machismo twice-weekly workout, I cannot think of a better opportunity. There are a few places left: see Cayla’s website for details.