The first thing I remember after my surgery was asking the nurse "When is the surgery?"  For about the next 12 hours, I really wasn't sure what planet I was on as I dozed in and out of drug-induced sleep every couple of hours.  I'm told the operation was much better than expected, and they were actually able to repair the labrum, instead of removing and reconstructing it.  Now that my not be accurate, I meet with the Doc next week and will hopefully get a clearer picture.  He also fixed my impingement by basically grinding down my "too round" femur head so it would fit in the socket better.  I'm hoping that all means an easier and quicker recovery and I'll learn more when I start PT on Friday.  I haven't struggled to come out of anesthesia like I did with this procedure since my first operation in 1999, however, I'm chalking that up to it being a late afternoon procedure and going almost 20 hours without food or water prior too.  They also gave me a recording of my operation, so you may get a chance to see some actual footage, which I think is kind of neat.  I haven't watched it, so we'll see.

I don't remember too much of that first night other than being pretty uncomfortable and sleeping a lot. Yesterday was all about taking it easy and being comfortable, so I took my pills every four hours and embarked on a glorious day of binge watching. I finished the last half of House of Cards, season 4 (better than season 3, still nowhere close to 1 and 2), and got through the first half of season 2 of Bloodline (great!). Next up in the queue is season 3 of Peaky Blinders, and Season 5 of Hell on Wheels.  Of course I've also got to stay on top of Game of Thrones (questionable writing this season) and we recently started Deadwood.  That's a lot of TV! Too much probably, which is why I'm already itching to move around and do something now that the fog of surgery has finally lifted.  Just a quick update for now, lots more to come as I regain all of my faculties....today's big goal is to have a successful bowel movement, which is TMI unless you've had surgery and understand that feeling!  I joined a Facebook group called "Labral Tear Recovery" and it is quite amazing how many people have been through this injury, and they have all been very supportive.  If you've got this injury, you should check that group out.  Also, Rule The Lake is on Facebook too, don't forget to like my page!  

This is my fourth go around on crutches, and I've become pretty good with them.  However, you're going to want to have a few things in order to help your quality of life.  Definitely use a backpack and have a "grabber" so you don't have to bend over. Perhaps the most convenient thing though, is a crutch bag/pocket that easily attaches to your crutches and so you can carry your things and stay balanced.  It's also nice to be married or have someone at home with you all the time!  I can't thank my wife enough and it's only the second day.  She has already gone above and beyond, and I am eternally grateful.  You can't get one of those on Amazon (yet?), but you can get your crutch accessories.  Here are some that I've bought.

Thanks for reading, check back for more.  I've been going through a lot of my files from my coaching days and will be posting several workout plans, plus some book reviews that I'm also working on reading in-between naps and Netflix!  Physical Therapy begins tomorrow morning, and I'm looking forward to getting after it!

Today is the day...finally, after almost two full years of having some sort of hip pain!  This will be surgery number 7 for me, and while I am a little bit anxious, it's sort of like riding a bike.  Today, they try to put Humpty Dumpty back together, tomorrow, the comeback begins!  If you read my last post, you'll know that this is not my first comeback from a season ending injury.  Hopefully it will be my last!  Rehab starts almost immediately and I plan on keeping the blog updated frequently with progress reports, PT notes, and just my general thoughts on this injury.  In case you're new to the blog, I have an "obliterated" labrum in my right hip that now has a whole lot of cysts in it, plus I have hip impingement that has ground down most of my cartilage.  My understanding is that they are going to reconstruct my labrum using some cadaver tissue.  

Now I am no stranger to rehab, and it is quite painful and exhausting.  Luckily for me, I thrive in this sort of situation, and it actually really motivates me.  Plus, I was really starting to see some major improvement in my training, and I'm anxious to get back to it after not being able to do much for the last 6 months.  That is also why I'm thrilled to announce that I am now an ambassador for Love The Pain.  Again, if you've read my last post (read it here), you'd know that I truly do love the pain.  Ask some of my former wrestling drill partners and they will back up my claim for sure!  The simple fact is that my personal philosophy for training, fitness, and competition perfectly aligns with theirs, and I am really, really pumped about being able to represent a great company.

"Love The Pain is not just a brand, its a lifestyle.  For those who like to give it their all in exchange for a few seconds of extreme satisfaction.  A feeling that cannot be explained in words.  A feeling one must experience for oneself in order to fully grasp the power that comes with it.  The concept is as simple as don't quit.  Embrace the down as much as the up.  Whether you are an amateur or pro we invite you to join the movement and Love The Pain."

There's a lot of pain to come for me in the immediate future, and I'm embracing it and the challenge of returning to triathlon.  I welcome you to join my on my adventure and the come-back!  

Thanks for reading, I'm off to the hospital and hoping for the surgeon to #beawesometoday!

Let's start with the following list of athletic seasons lost to injury:

6th Grade Football - Broken Hand
7th Grade Football - Broken Hand
9th Grade Wrestling - Broken Ankle (still won)
10th Grade Wrestling - Viral Bronchitis
11th Grade Football - Shoulder surgery
11th Grade Wrestling - Shoulder Surgery
Freshman  Football - Dislocated shoulder, fractured shoulder blade, career over.
Freshman and Sophomore Wrestling - Shoulder surgery to repair football injury
Junior Wrestling - Concussion, seven stitches in my face (still won)
Senior Wrestling  - Dislocated both shoulders, torn labrum (did not win...or finish)
2011 - 2014 - Catastrophic ankle/foot injury
2014 Triathlon - herniated disc
2015 Triathlon - Rhabdo, heart attack, hip bursitis
2016 Triathlon - L & R hip labrum tear (or more accurately described as being "obliterated"), hip bursitis, gluteal tendinitis.

As you can see I've put together a pretty strong and robust career for several medical facilities across the nation.  SO, while as extremely disappointing as this one is (and it is devastating), I'm not exactly a stranger to dealing with injuries.  Luckily, this time I'm not on a timeline and there isn't a small window of opportunity for me to accomplish my goals and dreams.  I'm not going Pro anytime soon, and this is a sport that I can do for a very long time, assuming I can still physically still do it...Considering my history, though, that may be a big assumption.  

The last time I finished an athletic season without an injury was in 1997.  Since then, literally every year I have competed in an athletic sport has ended with an injury.  Triathlon has been no different.  2014 - herniated disc, hip pain.  2015 - severe hip and butt pain, rhabdomyolysis (rhabdo as it's colloquially known), and a friggin' heart attack.  I had the same goals for 2016 that I had for 2016:  don't get injured, break an hour in a Sprint, and win the 2016 Clydesdale National Sprint Championship.  Well folks, it's looks like the streak is still alive.

In 2014 I completed my first triathlon and achieved something that I really thought I'd never do.  My earliest triathlon memory was sometime way back in the 90s when I was in ridiculously good shape.  I'm pretty sure I had stopped swimming and was really getting into wrestling at the time, and I just remember my Mom saying to me "You should really do a triathlon."  I remember saying something profound, like "Ok."  I had never ridden a bike for exercise before, and I pretty much only ran to stay in shape or cut weight, so basically no interest in 2 out of three sports, which is not the ideal state of mind.  I still remember my first training session:  I went out and rode a bike (a road bike I won in 1984 that I still actually have) 10 miles and then went for a run.  I'll never forget that feeling in my legs.  I told my Mom, "nevermind," and that was the last time I thought about triathlon until I signed up for one around 3am on a random night shift in December of 2014.  I really have to credit my cousin Pat, who does a couple of races each year, and he brought it up the weekend before at a family gathering.  He bet me that I wouldn't do one, and something in me clicked.