Even to the best of us. There will be days when you find yourself thinking about why you allowed yourself to be so reckless. Why the universe could not have had better timing. You wallow in your own frustration, knowing that had you trusted your gut and listened to your body the first time, none of this would have happened. Instances like this make you hate that little voice in your head that says "You can do it!".
But amidst all the drama, and the temporary pain, the fighter in you will always win. The best athletes are the ones that triumph amidst adversity. They learn through mistakes, and become champions through failure. The road to the top was not engineered to be easy. And the truth is that deep down, you know you wouldn't have it any other way.
A week ago I was reminded of why I train -- I am in love with movement. I am in love with strength. To be betrayed by the same instrument that gives you power is unfathomably crushing. To be told not to move is incomprehensible. My body is my tool. I trust it, almost just as much as I trust my heart. Moments like this force you to appreciate what you have and how far you've come. When you're caught up in the intensity of trying to become your best self, you forget to respect pain, which is the biggest danger.
I have resolved to immerse myself in this season. To take this time to get to know my body more. To listen intently. To humble myself and wait.
The irony of it all, is that at the end of the day, you go back and listen to that little voice in your head that got you here in the first place -- " You can do it!". No matter what the situation you happen to find yourself in, never shut that voice out. Because it speaks the truth. Your body is capable of what your mind believes. There is no other way but to overcome.
I am probably overthinking this. So in the meantime, I just have to keep telling myself: It's just a pulled hamstring. It's not the end of the world.