Roughly four months ago I severely injured my sacroiliac (SI) joint. It had been a long time coming after a year or two of lumbar discomfort and not addressing the issue. At the time of the injury I was deadlifting and pulling two-hundred and fifty five pounds for a work-set. This was pretty light for me since I was in the process of getting my deadlift back to where it was before I took a two month layoff. Everything felt great, pulls felt easy, the weight was light. And then I had finished the fourth rep in the set of five…
I began to pull the last rep and my whole back gave out, my entire lower body went completely numb, and it took everything I had to stay standing and not collapse.
Right after this occurred I instantly assumed a disc had been herniated, never in my life had I experienced such sudden numbness and weakness in my lower body. I finally laid down trying to get my bearings. Needless to say I was absolutely hysterical about the whole thing. For the entirety of the past couple years I had been pushing so hard to achieve the largest goals I had ever set for myself and now that I was finally closing in on some of them I was lying on the ground like a cripple.
In that moment I thought I was fucked and would never lift again. Which now seems absolutely ridiculous and overly dramatic, but it has become clear to me that serious injuries hurt your mind as much as your body. It didn’t help that the very next day there was a final in one of my classes. Because of this I had to rush through the test filling in bubbles on the scantron trying to get out of the class asap because the discomfort was unbearable. The following week I was a total mess, completely distraught and probably not all that far from being suicidal.
Now my intentions behind telling this embarrassing story are not to gain sympathy or anything in that regard. I was an idiot, the whole injury could have been avoided, and it was absolutely my fault. I tell this story only to illustrate that injuries and set backs are never as serious as they seem at the onset.
I would say the injury process is very similar to that of the grieving process. Generally people will go through shock and disbelief, to depression and despair, then anger, into some sort of acceptance. Everyone is different and may experience these various emotions at different times and in different orders.
Many people in this world are physically active and strong in spite of their injuries and conditions. People lift without menisci in their knee, others have come back to be strong after breaking their neck, spine, and basically every other bone in their body. And people who are even missing limbs have managed to perform many impressive feats.
The take home is, you will live to lift another day. Maybe you have to take a couple of months off to let your body heal, but you will be able to start again. It will hurt your ego, and you’ll wish it had never happened. But I’ll tell you that after two months of letting my SI joint heal, I had never been so thrilled to squat a forty five pound bar.
If you happen to get hurt again don’t freak out like I did, though some freaking out is natural. Instead focus your energy on talking to people that can help you with your injury and do what you can to rehab it yourself. My friend Dave’s recommendation to see his chiropractor was invaluable in speeding up and developing a plan for my recovery.
So stay healthy, but if you do get hurt make sure to keep your cool, find people you trust to help you recover, and do whatever it takes to keep yourself in the game mentally. And always remember that it is only on the precipice of destruction that we truly evolve.







