Damn. I thought I was bulletproof.
Not.
Eight years ago, I fractured my collarbone and separated my shoulder while playing co-ed soccer. It never healed correctly and I just dealt with it.
Five years ago, I was involved in a car accident where I separated the shoulder again. The healing went poorly.
Fast forward to the insanity known as training for an Ironman. I stressed the shoulder constantly and it stayed sore throughout the training regimen.
Last night, it finally showed its ass. I was doing intervals and something went pop.
Not good.
Now, I can't pick up a coffee cup without pain. The thought of swimming makes me cringe.
Can I breaststroke the swim at Gulf Coast?
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