Thursday I got a couple of nuttin' injuries. The first was purely cosmetic. It was a horizontal line across my face that faded in a couple of days. Maybe my head folded funny.
The other was the slightest twisting of my ankle. Barely noticed it.
Friday I joined one of the PE classes in the gym for over an hour of line dancing. That evening I trained at Karate. Right after class, put on my fancy clothes and we went out dancing.
Saturday morning, my ankle greeted me with a jaunty, "Good morning, and I'm a little cranky."
It felt twisted for real, or sprained, or something. I could walk with barely a limp, but anything more vigorous could cause real damage. The scheduled trip into the city didn't happen.
I was supposed to go train with Yaguchi Sensei, a ninth Dan and true master of Karate. Likely I could have made it through, but the damage would likely be an issue for a fair chunk of healing time.
There are still two training weeks before my two weeks off at Christmas.
A bit of a rest then will be my present to me.
I am a 68 year old retired teacher living on the west coast of Canada. I spent over 30 years as a student of Karate until my knees stopped liking it. My current passionate activity is Gracie Jiu-Jitsu, which I've been at for about 13 years.
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