Currently, reflecting on the experience I had, 3 days before breaking my leg/ankle.
After the commotion of calling 911, telling my mom where I was going, getting Renn comfortable on the ambulance, etc, one of the first thoughts I had was... When will I be able to play ball again. I had this thought in the ambulance, before I even made it to the hospital.
With a tournament approaching Dec 2-3rd, I obviously thought about that and my team. But my mind immediately shifted to trying out for women's USA team in January.
That's what I've been training for and what I had my eyes set on. That's why I went to the Olympic Training Center for a camp 3 days before I fell.
But After the doctor told me I can't put ANY weight through my leg for WEEKS, I knew that getting in my chair, not to mention the tryouts, were not going to happen anytime soon.
This fall could not have come at a more inconvenient time that could be any more frustrating. But that just goes to show just how much our plans are merely suggestions.
There's a list of frustrations that have come from this....but Im trying not to put a book in this post. So I may elaborate on them later.
There was really no profound reason for this post. Other than, I guess , to remind myself that it doesn't matter how hard youre working, setbacks are a part of the journey. A crucial part of the process, sometimes. So I need to do my best to see past my nose, to learn the Lesson from this.