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

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day 813 – ligament troubles

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physio appointment can’t get any earlier than this. having a 7am appointment basically meant that i was still half asleep and struggling to be coherent which made it almost impossible for me to clearly explain to my physio what had happened at the time of injury. i mustered the most vague explanation, physio was better off finding the answers and figuring out the severity of the injury himself, and he did. he went through a series of tests to check for ligament tears and thankfully reported negative, but a ligament sprain isn’t something to be taken lightly by all means. today’s appointment had me on both ice and then electro, and that usually signals a prescribed rehab process is on its way. so that means no sports or physical activities until he says otherwise

day 687 – morning physio

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stumbled into the clinic still in half sleeping mode and physio was quick to take note. he figured giving me a bunch of crazy exercise was going to wake me up and increase my alertness. another stint on the muscle stim after a tiring routine, makes me believe that i will be doing muscle stim forever and ever. important visit today because i had messed up my knee and groin and needed to get that fixed heading towards montreal

resolution series: [twentythree] progress

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no one is perfect, but everyone is working towards being the best they can be. twelve years ago, when i first stepped foot in my physiotherapist’s clinic, i had no idea it would be such a long journey full of changes and learning curves. from a girl who couldn’t do a single exercise given to me no matter how basic. from a girl who wouldn’t put any effort into trying to do the exercises no matter what was assigned. to a girl who can now do all that plus weights and equipment thrown at me for different variations and increased difficulty. at that time, i bet my kinesiologists were very frustrated with me and wondered what was wrong with this girl because i didn’t put any effort in trying to complete any exercises they asked of me. through the years, they have opened my eyes to a whole new world, making me understand why i had to do what i was told. slowly i began to listen and understand how my body works and what i need to do for it. taekwondo didn’t start off easy for me, i went through some rough patches and stretches were i wasn’t feeling it. i wasn’t trying hard, i let things slip under the rug but gladly someone pulled me aside to let me know that half-assing wasn’t acceptable. he woke me up by telling me i shouldn’t settle for anything less for my best and never play down to my classmates’ level. if it weren’t for that lecture, i was probably ready to call it quits and would never have made it this far. i can safely say that there are many things that didn’t start off well but turned out well because someone out there decided to take it upon themselves to make me understand the importance of putting in the work and effort. ever since then, i have taken big strides in the right direction and to make the necessary progress

resolution series: [ten] fitspo

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for kids, bumps and bruises, sprains and breaks heal quickly. but once the teens passes you by, you realize these problems persist longer than what you are used to. you can no longer be as carefree when attempting something because that innocence starts to leave your mind and childhood is inevitably leaving your body. that’s for normal people, but it’s an entirely different story for me. i started getting injured at a very early age and because sports is my passion, it makes it my weakness. my personality and lack of patience doesn’t allow me to rest long enough before going back out and playing again. without letting it heal properly like it should, i push it far too hard much too soon. i have been fortunate i have had an awesome physio overlooking me for over the past dozen years cause without him, i either will not be walking today, or wouldn’t be involved in any of the sports. because of the team that supports me in the back end, i can continue to do the things i love. when i was younger, i never fully understood why they were forcing me to do all these training and boring rehab exercises, but i slowly come to realize what they put me through is only for my own good. ever since then, i told myself i would make that change by listening to them and letting them push me as hard as they see fit. it gives me the satisfication to look back at when i first started and notice how much better and stronger i have gotten over the years and the work and effort i pitched in are finally starting to pay off. the deal is simple, i do my maintenance work and take care of my body the right way, then i get to go out and do my thing. i need to continually get stronger in order to get better at what i do and be the best that i can be. taking care of my body is definitely top priority in the long run. and when i stray away from that, my wallpaper and backgrounds act as a reminder to always shut up and train

day 615 – physio visit

imagelooking out the window while resting between exercises and waiting for physio to hook me up with muscle stim. did not expect he would cranked it up an extra ten counts but here i am going strong at sixty. it was so painful but no words came out of me, all i could do was stare back at him and think to myself no pain no gain. no doubt he has succeeded in building up my pain tolerance over the years. the intensity of the shock was so high it left two big circular burnt marks on my leg

day 580 – physio overpowers

image was given a hard time the minute i stepped in but i already knew that every time from now on will be no joke. kinesiologist only followed physio to step everything up a notch so to not get himself into trouble and even then physio finds ways to demand for more. when what was asked of me seemed impossible, i turned to my kin hoping he would be able to change his mind but physio is adamant in what he demands for. even when things are hard, i know i need that unforgiving push because i am guilty of always looking for a compromise