One thumb down

Downtime? You mean "excuses".Joe: How was your day?
Me: Okay.
Joe: Just okay? I was hoping it was great.
Me: Well, I didn’t go to Jiu-Jitsu class, so how great could it have been?

I haven’t trained BJJ for the past week, because when I hyperextended my thumb last Wednesday, it turned out to be injured worse than I originally thought, and I still can’t grasp anything with it, which has been an inconvenience and a pain. I really wanted to go to class, but I don’t want to slow down the healing process, and I was afraid that I might tweak it at some point, so I figured it was best to just stay home. I don’t believe I’ve ever truly appreciated how important my opposable thumbs are, and now I’m not sure if I can even tie my own belt, so I hope I regain full use of it soon!

Missed training. Who am I anymore?In the past, I would’ve been a lot more upset about not going to class, as if on the days that I wasn’t there, I was afraid that The Professor would teach the one thing that would make me totally awesome at Jiu-Jitsu, and I would miss it! Now I see things in more of a ‘big picture” kind of way, so I believe that occasionally missing class probably isn’t going to make a significant difference my abilities, but not letting injuries heal could negatively impact me overall. It’s like I used to be a Jiu-Jitsu toddler, “But I don’t want to go to sleep, I’m not tired, I want to keep playing!”, and now I’m a grown-ass Jiu-Jitsu adult, “I suppose a nap could do me some good.” I still don’t like it, but I don’t whine as about it as much anymore (and I also feel that way about a lot of other adulting that I have to do ;).


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