flexagon | The wrist. And my face. And the wrist. And acro.

What I didn't tell you is that I fell, in a bad way, on my hurt wrist on Sunday, sending it back to Inflammation Square One after almost two weeks. Right when I was starting to think it really was going to get better... after the doctor said it just needed ice and ibuprofen and I'd be fine. Why, oh why, did I put my hand out when I was falling backwards? Why did I not just roll? Cue the regret soundtrack.

Then last night I was spotting an acro move, and took an elbow hard to the upper lip, and I felt the concussion clear through to the other side of my head. Ouch. Headache and a swollen/cut lip for me today -- and I don't even care, because it's so totally obvious that stuff will heal, but it does contribute to an overall feeling of being beaten up.

Now the first 72 post-injury hours have again gone by. Again it's just starting to feel better. I had advanced acro tonight, and I was able to fly some low hand-to-hand without angering it as long as the base kept a steep grip. I also did some good shoulder-to-shoulder work, and some good high back-flying stuff, and felt happy and strong and hopeful in my body for the first time since Sunday. People are sad that I dropped out of the 5-day acro training that started today, but it was so obviously the right call... this little guy needs to rest from the things that bother it, and heal.