Since I got hurt I have sat in Dr offices, X-Ray rooms, and MRIs trying to figure out why my foot is still jacked up and causing so much discomfort. All the results keep coming back negative. I'm so thankful for this but at the same time I need to know what is wrong. I ditched the boot today partly out of frustration and partly because I made a deal with my trainer that I'd wear an orthtoic that won't allow my foot to flex at all 24/7.
I'm sitting here after practice wondering if it's worth it. I can't throw my dream away yet, all I need is someone to tell me it's possible I can still be great. Two words, it's possible, is all I need to get my fire going again.
I started my head coaching job for Manhattan Track Club last week and also got to coach at ESU Relays last weekend. My passion for coaching and using my God given gifts to help other athletes is tremendously growing by the day. I have always been the kid to never be content with where I am in life and right now my heart yearns to get a college coaching job and start with my next dream and let the dream of competing fade a little more. But right now it looks like God is still trying to get through to me on what he wants me to do, so until He let's me know what's up I'm gonna get plugging away and giving it my all to be the best that my body will allow me to be.
I refuse to be one of those great athletes who lets injury get in the way of their mental state of competing and ultimately kills their physical self.
until next time...
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