Your Body Is Way More Powerful Than You Realize
I would like to share a personal story with everyone to truly show how powerful your body can really be, as long as your mind is willing to push it.
I am a 20 year old college student, I play rugby and have been fairly active my whole life. Never broke a bone. I have always wanted to be in amazing shape, but to put it plainly I never wanted it bad enough, I just kind of wanted it. I made excuses, skipped days and weeks to go to the gym. I played rugby so i didn’t really mind, thought i was getting enough exercise, but 3 months ago I broke my leg (distal fibula to be exact. in 3 places, and a spiral fracture that went half way up the bone) in a rugby game and the doctor said I would be out for 12 months. A whole fucking year. I accepted it, not in a depressed way but as “well fuck i guess that’s life.” But as i laid on the couch for a while I decided I want to make sure this never happened again. So I stopped eating junk food, ate smart (note I didnt say healthy, i said smart. there is a difference). I even went to the gym as the doctor allowed and did upper body workouts. And even while my foot was in a cast i would do small things like move my ankle, just small movements but i did them about 10+ times a day. I work and worked at it. I would always twist it until it hurt, not a lot to cause any real pain but enough where my body says, “Hey, now would be a good time to stop.”
about a month and a half after my surgery I got a walking boot. Doc said it was crazy how fast my leg was healing. I start physical therapy, and slowly relearn how to walk again, and work on strengthening my ankle and unused leg muscles. Every day I worked my ankle usually by walking a mile to the gym, working out, then a mile back (I lived on a hill, so this walk back was nice and hard).
Another month goes by, The walking boot was off. I am walking with a crazy limp. It feels so foreign to me. But I force my leg to walk normally using my bodies sway as a guide. I figured he less sway, the more I was walking normal. It hurt a lot a lot of the time, but I kept pushing. All my years of sports had taught me the difference between uncomfortable pain and injury, so I knew i was alright. And it paid off. I got stronger fast, there was noticeable improvement every physical therapy session. My physical therapist called me “A real life Wolverine” I was improving so fast.
Two days ago, just over three months after I broke my leg and 6 months before i was suppose to even have a cast off my foot (even my doctor said best case scenario is 9 months), I was cleared for unrestricted activities. Today was the first time I took a run outside of a specialized unit. I ran one lap around my block, about 1.2 miles. Now to be clear, I haven’t done any real activity in 3 months and my ankle is still stiff. I tripped 4 times, but never fell. I never stopped. I did it in 9:52. When I finished I felt like crying I was so completely overjoyed. I did it. I am back. While I am not back to where I was before the accident, I will be. School and rugby starts in 33 days. I plan to be at the first practice, and I plan to kick some ass.
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