Wednesday, August 25, 2004
me versus you
this ankle of mine. it hasn't been the same since i most heroically attempted to jump five blast master mats during tae kwon do class, and didn't make it.
i made it over once, but on the way back, i slipped. i crumbled. my ankle twisted and turned, to fit perfectly in the crevice of thick foam. a perfect injury. i crumbled. i know exactly what went wrong... i jumped with this severe sense of caution on the way back. there was this moment of hesitation. i didn't care if i cleared the mats, i guess.
it hurts still.
the getting over just goes slower. honest.
i made it over once, but on the way back, i slipped. i crumbled. my ankle twisted and turned, to fit perfectly in the crevice of thick foam. a perfect injury. i crumbled. i know exactly what went wrong... i jumped with this severe sense of caution on the way back. there was this moment of hesitation. i didn't care if i cleared the mats, i guess.
it hurts still.
the getting over just goes slower. honest.
