I am not a chicken: my journey from abdominal surgery back to crossfit and paddling: Dusting it off

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Dusting it off

Ok, so it's been over two months.

Today I:

snatched 55#
cleaned 80#
cleaned and jerked 65#

I'm proud of myself. And the fact that I am proud of myself instead of berating myself for these numbers is progress.

That is all.

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I'll start out by telling you what I am not.

I am not a chicken. Currently, however, I do resemble one. Arms which once housed triceps now resemble wings. Legs which were once defined can now be called bird legs. This is temporary.
I am also not an athlete. According to the Oxford dictionary, an athlete is" a person who is proficient in sports and other forms of physical exercise". Although I am not particularly proficient, however, I do engage in a log of athletic endeavors. In 2013, I ran my first half marathon, finished the Spartan Beast, competed in the Crossfit Open and paddled in the Queen Lilioukalani Long Distance Canoe race.

On December 2, my life changed. I ended up in the hospital for nearly two weeks and ended up with a surgery called a "small bowel resection." Basically they removed 16 inches of my small intestine, my appendix and my terminal ilium. I have midline scar about a foot long. I could have died. It saved my life.

This blog will chronicle my journey BACK to where I was before I had abdominal surgery.

I am not a chicken: my journey from abdominal surgery back to crossfit and paddling

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Dusting it off

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