09/09/2026
Recovery sucks & we (I) donāt talk about it enough.
Last week was a physically hard week because of a tropical depression that blew through and left my knees feeling awful.
I felt like I was making great progress before, but since then it feels like I took 2 or 3 huge steps back.
Things that felt back to normal hurt again.
Exercises across the board drop intensity again.
Itās crazy how easy it is to slip back into feeling the loss, the fomo, and the frustration. Social media is a highlight reel of all the best things, so I sometimes forget to be real about the hard things here, and some days of recovery are just stinking hard.
Iāve been on such a good streak and distracted with work recently, I feel like this bump has knocked some of the wind out of my sails.
The day after the injury I told myself my motto for this recovery would be āone day at a timeā and thatās exactly what Iām doing. Take the hard days when they come, roll with the good days, and give each day whatever effort I can to take the next step forward.
Just like in racingā¦ constant forward motion = progress, no matter how fast.
