Back Injuries… Screw The Misery and Just Keep Moving
It’s now 15 days after the back injury.
The injury however, is not what I want to talk about, rather what caused the injury.
The gist behind the ordeal was a deadlift.
Might wanna add the injury was due to bad form. But that’s beside the point.
The real culprit is — “What the heck was I thinking. As in… why am I, at 39 years of age, performing deadlifts?”
The answer to that is… I just wanted to win.
Who knows, maybe you’re like me reading this. Maybe you like the misery involved in getting better. But I hope not. Because to live a life such as mine, winning means taking a lot of chances.
Sadly, I’ve taken many chances. And I’ve lost a lot. A whole lot. More than I can count.
And this last deadlift is just a microcosm of my failures.
This deadlift has without a doubt set me back.
Story of my life; setbacks.
But I’ll get through it. Because I always do.
And that’s mainly where I’m coming from with this post today.
Despite the pain and misery when I fail– I always come through. And it only makes me stronger in the end.
Guess that the consequences associated with playing to win.