Ankle Injury #4

This Monday I twisted my ankle again. Since I sprained it the first time December 2011, this has been a recurring injury for me. I know that anyone who dedicates themselves to some kind of physical activity is familiar with this kind of setback. It's really difficult to not let oneself become discouraged.

In the time that I've been practicing here I've really developed a deeper sense of my physical body. I've noticed this in many of my classmates as well. There's a distinct fascination of the inner workings of our bodies. I have a cousin who works as a physiotherapist and it seems like every time I go home I just have a million more questions for her. You know, "I keep injuring myself here, but I feel like it's because I'm stiff there. Does that make any sense?" Or another good one is, "I can't move my *insert body part* fully in this direction, what stretches can I do?"

I feel like there's an endless amount of discoveries to be made. Which I guess is one of the reasons I've made the decision to really pursue training full time. These are the kinds of developments that keep my training interesting. Let's all be honest, doing kicks, the same kicks, in the same order, at the same time, 5.5 days a week, can definitely become tedious. But making these new discoveries about my body, or having strange epiphanies about stretching, or about my forms, makes each day a new adventure. These are the things I try to remember when I wake up each day to keep myself motivated.

If someone were to record my life for a week, it would outwardly appear that I live a life of boring routine. Get up, eat meals, go to classes, meditate and go to sleep, at the same time. But it's those moments of self discovery, that keep me inspired.