day 2284 – inflammable

both my ankles started to swell up hours after my prp treatment, the right one more so than the left. i couldn’t move it up or down and i felt the internal battle and the pain within my bloodstream. the spots were tender from the needle injections and the area was burning hot. needless to say, i had a very rough and restless night because the pain was so much. i’ve never had it so bad that thoughts of amputation crept into my mind. i literally crawled to get tylenol hoping to catch some shut eye

day 2283 – prp treatment

in naturopath clinic to do my first platelet rich plasma treatment. these prp treatments will burn a hole through my wallet, but my foot left me with no other option. it was very neat and very scary at the same time; watching the machine spin and separate my blood into parts and having it put back into me. getting what must have been twenty injections was a painful process. i had both feet done and could barely walk out of the office myself

day 2017 – blister pains

if i’m going to enjoy the gains of olympic lifting, i’ll also have to endure the pains of it. olympic lifting is fulfilling and rewarding in many ways, but one of the biggest lifters problem is calluses and blisters. as much as i try to use hook grip, it’s just not a position my once broken thumb can ever go into again let alone handle the load. as i finished my snatching session, my hands are in blistering pain because there’s one on each hand. until it dies down, i’ll bear it with no pain no gain in mind

day 1907 – scruffed

shadow suffered some scratches all because i made a bad decision when i could have easily backed up. it stings me a lot to see the scruff marks and i definitely will not pull forward next time this comes up again. got home and immediately used wax hoping it would make lessen the damage that i had already put it through. i’m very disappointed in myself for making this ill-advised error

day 1856 – disassembled

pain is something i have a lot of experience of and much tolerance for. of the fifteen years i’ve been seeing my physio, i never felt so close to passing out from the pain inflicted. wanting to get me back into my sports and away from dysfunctional shoulder, he didn’t hold back and completely crushed me into bits. i laid on the massage table for an extra minute before i could regain my senses and pick myself off it and onto my feet. even at the end of the day, it hurt so much that my whole shoulder is numb and to the point it’s lost all its powers and ability to move. the analogy is a race car arriving at a pit stop to get ripped apart for repairs. felt a lot like physio tore me apart and reassembled my shoulder. this is the price i pay to fix my shoulder, but i’d rather pay for it to get me back in the game without restrictions

day 1843 – back on field

my shoulder still feel restricted and painful in outstretched positions, but back in my cleats and on the grass field playing softball for the first time in four weeks. i have to protect my shoulder by limiting the amount of movement it can do. realizing that’s quite difficult when i have to snatch all of throws that come my way to first base. i’m not going to lie it hurts when playing, and i’m sure that expected on my first games back

day 1822 – cartwheel

throwing too many cartwheels and attempts of aerials nonstop can lead to severe injuries. i heard some kind of pop as i braced myself with an outstretched arm. i thought it had to be a dislocated shoulder or something had snapped in my elbow. i landed hard but i didn’t want to check what the problem could be because maybe i’m not ready to find out. as stubborn and stupid as i was, i continued practicing but knowing in the back of my mind it could be a major issue that needs attention