Probably the hardest thing for someone who used to be super active and competitive is to start again, regardless of their chosen sporting code. Your obvious driving force is that need to compete. personal it has been my driving force in everything I have ever done. To be the best, or the best I can be at the very least.
One of the things I am finding the hardest is that when I last competed and remembered training, I was at peak fitness. I thought I was pretty slick and efficient and talented, not arrogantly; just confident in myself. However, when you start up again you only remember where you were and not where you are. So you start out thinking you are fighting fit and then next thing you know you are bent over from after 10 kicks and on the verge of throwing up. You are trying techniques you used to be efficient at, but you are tripping yourself up and basically making a fool of yourself. But you smile and keep going, knowing where you were and how much work it will take to get there. Eventually every day after pushing yourself in the gym and eating massive shots from everyone, even that giggling girl with the glasses you start coming back to your old self. Hopefully a little wiser.
Jumping few months forward I did exactly what I shouldn’t have done and pushed too hard and hurt my knee, several times. But I have been patient this time and it is back to full strength and kicking as hard as ever. To relate to my last post about timing, a friend of mine by the name of Kerry-Anne Cruella Mathieson has been helping me with my recovery and dam she is good. The reason timing is relative here is that she just moved to Cape Town a few weeks ago; lucky me. You can see her contact details in the advert on the right sidebar somewhere over there –>. I have to thank her for everything and trust me when I say she is good. Literally after my first session with her, my leg was feeling looser and more capable and I managed a massive amount of padwork with Mike. Prior to that first session I had no idea I would have been able to keep up, but I did. That session built up my confidence and except for some polishing really think I am ready to step back into the ring. Maybe with a few more miles on the road too.
Share your stories with me below about how managed to come back into something you love and had to stop for a long period of time.