Sometimes injuries are harder to deal with psychologically and emotionally than they are physically...
• The frustration at being unable to do the movements you want to do.
• The disappointment at missing out on events you wanted to compete in.
• The anxiety over losing the strength you took so long to build up.
• The loss of control by not being able to heal structures the way you want or predict when it will be better...as much as I can control my rehab program...I can’t just make my ankle do what I want.
• The upset over not being able to rewind the clock and undo all the damage that occurred.
• The stress knowing that regardless of how well I do my rehab, my ankle will NEVER be what it was before.
• The surreal feeling of confusion as to who you even are anymore...I’m a runner/lifter/poler...what does your identity become when you’re unable to do those things?
• The exhaustion of trying to remain positive and motivated when you feel like you fail because rehab is slow and painful!
This picture shows progress...I’m able to generate enough range and supported stability to get into a deep squat on a bosu...but my eyes are cold and lifeless and show my emotion behind this whole process!!! People can see the small improvements in my gait and movement...but nobody can see the amount of work and effort and pain and distress it has taken to achieve such seemingly basic milestones!
Injuries . Just . Suck!!!