Pain Heals

I have a soft spot for inspirational sports films. Especially when Gene Hackman is in them. But there has never been a motivational speech quite like the one from The Replacements.

 

As I recover from my knee surgery (too goddamn slowly) I have to constantly remind myself that it will heal. The scars are pretty cool. But derby, derby lasts forever. Or some shit like that.

At the end of every practice, our coach has us do suicides. They suck. For a variety of different reasons. One being that a 180-toe stop at full speed is still something I'm not terribly good at. Two: a 180-toe stop, even at 75%, wrenches the shit out of my knee. Because the knee that had surgery is on the same leg I put most of my stopping pressure on, occassionally it gives out. And when it gives out, I go crashing to the ground. And when I go crashing to the ground, I usually ram said knee into said ground. It's excruciating.

The good news? It hurt LESS when I rammed into the ground today, then when I rammed it into the ground 2 weeks ago. That's progress, right?