Derailed and depressed. Scrimmaged last night and the first double knee fall made me want to cry. So the time has come for me to pull myself from scrimmaging, reluctantly. I am not a happy camper but what can I do? This is life and life throws us unexpected curve balls. I remember thinking one time how happy I was that I didn't have any knee problems. It seemed like everyone on the league had knee problems of one kind or another. I probably should have gotten new knee pads then. But I was cocky and didn't think it would happen to me. My knees were strong. I work in disability. I should know better. As I sit here icing my knee, and reflecting on the recent events, all I can do is wait as my teammates pass me by. I am really good at feeling sorry for myself. Can you tell? I will try to be more positive and think of this time as a period to work on strenghtening my core and endurance and not putting my knee through too much. At least I can walk and run. I can even skate, just not fall. So things could be worse, right? Buck up kiddo and deal with it. Yes, I am talking to myself now. I will keep you all posted but I can assure you that Vivala SLAM will not be bouting this season. The Calamity Janes will be skating without me and I will be cheering them on from the sidelines.
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