|This makes the rest time even harder... because I am a dancer.|
I hate knee pain.
I hate that I have to slow down and listen to my body. I'm tired of resting. Of feeling like I'm living life on the sideline.
Oh, here come the tears.
My body hurts. Don't push through the pain. It'll do more damage to my body later on. I'll end up needing knee replacement, too.
I miss doing the things I love - dancing, volleyball, running, hiking. I don't feel like myself. I can't do what I love and I feel sad. And angry. Why is my body letting me down? Why is my body doing this to me? Why?!
I know I need to rest. I'll appreciate it later when my body doesn't hurt from an injury, but right now it sucks. Pain is keeping me from doing the things I enjoy and living my life the way I want to.
But I'm obeying my trainer. And most importantly, I'm listening to my body. Body says stop, so I stopped. I walked out of my dance lesson only 20 minutes into the hour long class. My knee said this might not be good, so I stopped.
And here I am writing a blog about it and crying....