I'm going on almost nine weeks in the sling. Since the crash I did a month of healing for no reason, followed by surgery, follwed by another month in the sling. I know I have to do it to get better, but that does not make it any better. I can't drive, I can hardly cook, and I surely can't train. My shoulder is in nearly constat pain, and I have not had a good night of sleep since the accident. Ugh...
IMFL is looming on the horizon. I had actually convinced myself it was in a week - I think just to have it over. I just sent in my withdral on the 14th (the day before the deadline) and it made it seem all the more real. I'm tired of being called 'gimp' or 'criple' even as a joke. I'll never use those terms in passing ever again.
Shoulder watch is a big frustration. How am I doing? Crappy. The mother hurts, and it does not move very much. I know that the greatest athletes are forged from fire, but I never really understood that the fire happened during our lives.
I will be stronger and faster after this, I have to be. The 10hr IM does not seem like a goal anymore, it is a requirement. If I can suffer like this for nine weeks, I can suffer on the course for 10 hours.
I suppose there is some good in this afterall.
Peace. No worries. Just another step to victory.
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