AHHHHH!
I don't think I can even begin to explain how incredibly and irrationally pissed off I am right now.
I sprained my ankle, badly, going up for a disc in ulti. The good news is I got the D. The bad news is, my left ankle resembles a large grapefruit right now. It hurts, I can't walk, let alone run, I can't even drive (it's my clutch foot).
The pain.. honestly I can deal with. I've learned that I have a high tolerance for physical pain. But what is absolutely killing me is, I've been effectively cut off from many of what I call my "comfort activities."
When some people are stressed, they eat, or paint, or write or complain to their best friend. I do one of 3 things:
I sprained my ankle, badly, going up for a disc in ulti. The good news is I got the D. The bad news is, my left ankle resembles a large grapefruit right now. It hurts, I can't walk, let alone run, I can't even drive (it's my clutch foot).
The pain.. honestly I can deal with. I've learned that I have a high tolerance for physical pain. But what is absolutely killing me is, I've been effectively cut off from many of what I call my "comfort activities."
When some people are stressed, they eat, or paint, or write or complain to their best friend. I do one of 3 things:
- Drive
- Run
- Play Ultimate