Now, my left knee hurts.
I must have tweaked it.
Somehow.
My mind follows where my body leads.
When I’m pissed off that my body is aging, my day sucks. It just does. It’s cloudy and murky and hard to concentrate on anything.
Rest. Again. That’s all I can do. And it’s extremely frustrating…
Throw in the fact I’m restless again about the path I’m on (which means something has to change) and this week has been dismal.
I try to look on the positive. The good things in life. God. That gets me through…
But it won’t be the same until my knee heals. And time is in control…
My Journey to the CrossFit Games 