Sunday

Unfortunately, I got hurt again. I tried to ollie down a long 8 stair which was probably like a 10 stair and I hit my bad knee into the ground. Usually, I have my knee pad, but because I was wearing pants, It hurt when I lifted my leg. I’m sad, disappointed, angry, and frustrated at myself for not putting the knee pad on especially since I brought it with me. I also just ordered volleyball knee pads that just came in right now literally around 9pm.

All the progression that I had in skateboarding from the last 2 months is now gone. I could feel it as fall and winter started to approach, something was changing. It was a crazy moment at the stairs. I was almost about to cry just because everything I had worked for in that moment just was gone. Had I really taken it for granted. Today, as I mentally did my 3 grateful things, I said mobility to myself. But here I am. Injured.

I did 10 minutes of learning about photoshop today. It was a quick run through of the tools that I will continue tomorrow. I also pretty much finished the client image. I said to my sister who is technically the project manager to the client that I would get it done tomorrow night or early Tuesday. My thing is always under promise and over deliver.

I’m unsure how I’m going to rehab again. I hate the fact that I have to start all over again. I wish that I had landed differently, but I also need a new board now too. It’s wild because my face acne just flared up from using a green tea mask my sister sent. I feel like I’m in high school again. Ugly, average, and just not trying hard enough. It’s interesting how I started this all again because of a woman I met who was very into her craft. I don’t blame her because I accept where I am at because of the decisions I’ve made.

I didn’t think I was going to make anything today because of the mood that I was in. However, the 10 minute rule turned into 16 and it turned into me making the above poster.

Today has really made me question all that I’ve done in the last few weeks. I really psyched myself out. If I had my kneepad on, I’m pretty sure I could have done it.

However, 3 good things.

1. My homie, Josh also got a little hurt, and in order to get home, I took an electric citibike and had him skitch me from 11th ave/ 60th street all the way to 7th ave/ 34th street. Took 20 minutes but I’m glad that I’m in shape to be able to do that

2. I tried to ollie the 8 stair.

3. I was able to come home understanding what went wrong, what I need to do, and how I need to heal again. I love skateboarding too much to give it up and I want to at least go hard one more time.

I may not be able to heelflip that set, but I’ll at least try to get better.