Toot toot!
Yes I'm tooting my own horn but it's only a wee one.
I went back to taekwondo class and didn't hurt myself. This may not be much a revelation or cause for celebration in the streets for anyone reading this blog (what all 3 of you?) but it meant mountains to me.
I didn't back out. Tray didn't have to threaten me with bodily harm and withholding of chocolate. I went back on my own and knew I was scared. I had given my ankle the time needed to heal. Now I was going to start using it again in an activity other than holding up my body. I was scared to feel any lightning lick of pain snake around my ankle and yank gravity sideways.
But I did it. I made it through the class with minimum pain. I even did the kicking exercise that tore my ankle up. I just didn't do it as hard or for as long. It was a mental hurdle that I got over. I small triumph of victory for myself against... myself I suppose.
Like I said, it means nothing to anyone else in the world, but it means a lot to me. Here ends the wee little toot of my own horn.
I went back to taekwondo class and didn't hurt myself. This may not be much a revelation or cause for celebration in the streets for anyone reading this blog (what all 3 of you?) but it meant mountains to me.
I didn't back out. Tray didn't have to threaten me with bodily harm and withholding of chocolate. I went back on my own and knew I was scared. I had given my ankle the time needed to heal. Now I was going to start using it again in an activity other than holding up my body. I was scared to feel any lightning lick of pain snake around my ankle and yank gravity sideways.
But I did it. I made it through the class with minimum pain. I even did the kicking exercise that tore my ankle up. I just didn't do it as hard or for as long. It was a mental hurdle that I got over. I small triumph of victory for myself against... myself I suppose.
Like I said, it means nothing to anyone else in the world, but it means a lot to me. Here ends the wee little toot of my own horn.