After a very, very long time waiting (and I am a patient person), I phoned my GP to find out what the hold up was. After all, I'm well aware of wait times, but at least should get a phone call with the appointment booked 6 months out. Turns out that the clinic "occidentally" cancelled my request, rather than booking it. So I became priority #1 when they found their error. I was to go at the end of August, but they phone last week with a cancellation for yesterday. SOLD! It was a rather long appointment, but can't complain as they do warn you in the reams of paperwork you must complete. And as always, despite completing everything online, and telling reception that I had trouble with the consent form and that I needed to sign one, she had no idea what I was talking about and then had me fill out all the forms...again. Why waste my time with the online stuff? Really?! Anyway, finally made it to a room and met with the resident, Steve. Went through my history, felt joints, discussed lifestyle (I was impressed that he didn't slam Crossfit, although he admitted he was not a fan of box jumps for anyone, ever) and built my case. He initially decided that while yes, I had inflammation, it didn't present as anything more than regular arthritis, that is till he opened my blood work...told him I like to be unique and not do things the way everyone else does. Much discussion with Dr. Martin (the Rheumatologist) and then he poked, prodded and pulled on my joints, sending me through to the ceiling when he played with my wrist, and again with my ankle. Long and short...I have Rheumatoid Arthritis. I got a shot in the butt last night (can't remember the name, but it's to help my body combat the inflammation) and I start Plaquinel today, to keep it from getting worse. Can't cure it, but if we can keep it at bay, then all is good.
It's nice to have a name...something I can focus all my anger and frustration at. Something that I can yell at when I'm feeling like I can't do what I love to any more. What I also liked about both doctors is neither said "stop"...I can run if it feels okay to do so, and crossfit is fine, again, as long as I listen to my body and stick to my limits. Moving is a good thing, as is building the muscles around the joints. Although I am skipping tonight...it's currently +800,587,993 degrees Celsius right now, and I don't look forward to the 200m sprints or the over the bar burpees in that kind of heat. I will cut some grass and pull some weeds, so will move somehow.
Spent the weekend screaming at my laptop, as I anxiously cheered for Coach Emily at the Games. She did really well, even winning one heat (sled push). I loved listening to the announcers, as they seemed surprised by her suddenly surging ahead, and said "here's Emily Abbott, the surprise winner of Canada West in the lead"...remember the name people, as she'll be back! Finished 34th overall, I believe, just missing the final cut, but that's okay. Now she knows what to expect and will be that much stronger next year. Was extremely proud of fellow Canadian Camille Leblanc-Bazinet, as she won for the women. At 5'2", she is a BEAST and cute as a button at that. Awesome article in the National Post, which is outstanding...word is getting out about our little cult! If you want to get inspired and be in awe, go to the Crossfit Games site and watch the archived footage. Rich Froning is also my new hero...and he's not too hard on the eyes!
Friday nights WOD was part Hatch (back and front squat work) which I enjoyed. Managed to get up to 80# of the back squat and 70# on the front. Form is feeling better, but I could not do the front bar lunges in the second part. Ended up doing goblet squats with an 18# kettlebell. Hoping once the meds kick in, that I'll get some more flexibility in the joints and I can do silly things like a lunge. I mean really...how hard can they be??
I forgot a picture of Saturday's board, but it was a team event, a chipper of sorts. We had 20 minutes, to complete as teams of two, 50 back squats, 40 pull ups, 50 front squats, 30 shoulder to overhead, 50 overhead squats (my nemesis), 20 pull ups and 20 STOH. When you finished that before the 20 minutes were up, you ran a 200m sprint as a relay...SF and I managed to get through everything in just over 16 minutes, and then ran 3 sets of the 200m. Not a bad way to start a Saturday. Rest of the weekend was pretty quiet, except for my great nephew's 3rd birthday. Such a cutie-patootie!
Now go lift something heavy!
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