The last few days the shooting pain (i.e. sciatic nerve) traveling up and down my right leg caused moments of misery however I was reminded that injuries are a type of setback and setbacks are part and parcel of the journey towards elite levels of performance.
Lessons learned
- I partially regret going out clubbing – last weekend, I went solo dancing in South Bank at a beautiful venue and experienced what I considered a huge psychological breakthrough. For some context, I gave up drinking alcohol 10+ years ago and on that evening, I was able to dance: freely. No anxiety. Just me being me. No internal worries. Just being me. Though this is a psychological breakthrough, I very likely exacerbated my leg injury (more on this below)
- No physical activity for the entire week adversely impacted my overall well being – at the same time, my body was begging me for rest and I’m honoring my body because I do believe that the body whispers before it screams
What are some of the ways I spent my time
- Monday – (5) hour tattoo session, blacking out sections of right sleeve
- Tuesday – due to my injury, I sat out from my own Tuesday Training session but had still showed up in person, for about an hour, and recorded a few clips on my DSLR
- Wednesday – picked up Elliott from school, then had our ritualistic dinner (her a cheeseburger, me mixed doner)
- Thursday – during lunch break, limped my way to Canary Wharf and received a couple follow up steroid shots in order to shrink the size of my Keloid scars located on my chest, left jaw line, and right shoulder. Later in the evening, had dinner with my current employer. Finally, made the choice to travel to Vilnius from Nov 6th-9th for workshops and battles
- Saturday with Elliott – played a memory game in her room (she also said she likes how I decorated her room with the nuggets), took her to her classmates 6th birthday party, shared a taro milk tea with her, grabbed a few groceries with her from M&S, watched half of the movie “The parent trap” (often found myself on the verge of tears — movie hits different as a divorced, single parent)
- Sunday with Elliott – played same memory game in her room, ate lunch in Chinatown and met up with an old co-worker of mine from Amazon, grabbed a few desserts from the bakery, Elliott accidentally performed a flip on the pull up bar and now has mustered up the courage to perform tricks (we watched some calisthenic videos), listened to a few spooky kids stories, sat at the dinner table and drew monsters and kittens
Final thoughts
I’m finding it a bit challenging to recall the events from the previous week so I may want to consider a few different options like maintaining a journal throughout the day, or perform nightly reflections. And at the same time, I question the motivation behind recalling the previous week’s accomplishments?
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