Oh man.
I was looking forward for a gym session last night, wanted to try a few things, yet still related to what I already know, so nothing crazy. Got there, warmed up, the nice was chilly, lot of breeze coming in from the huge warehouse door that protects the gym. Some drills, flow, I just wanted to get the blood pumping really.
After a got a good sweat is was flips time, a few side flips, fronts. Everything good and smooth, "god this is a good session" I remember thinking to myself.
Time came to try my new stuff, a simple standing side flip facing forward I just want to learn from when I do precision I can finish dismounting with style. So here I go, a few failed attempts, a bit short, a bit too much. Every try was better and better. So I decided to ry it off of the low parallel bars. After all, that is what I am training it for, so I can do it off of rails.
I set myself, check the mat for cushioning, felt good. Should I put another one? I decided not to, this mat is soft enough. I got on the bar, balance on it, trying to get comfy. Turn around facing my landing spot, got ready and here I go. Everything is good, maybe a little to out, rotation is going great, I am over rotating a bit, I touch down and I hear POP along with a very familiar type of pain. I get up, yell a couple cuss words and I sat down while I saw the next 6 months of my life playing like a fast forward movie, right in fron of my eyes.
Full rest for about month until I can manage to dedicate to upper body conditioning, ankle conditioning, small flow, and then after several months the great feeling of doing flips after I work on building up courage again.
All over agan, it hasnt even been over a year since last time I sprained my ankle.
Two times in one year, this is just bull crap.
The paper is coming to our next jam, way to rep, someone in a boot talking about how safe PK is.
Well, people say things happen for a reason, I hope this is a good one.
