The Worst That Could Happen

On Wednesday when I tried to get myself doing box jumps again, I asked myself, "What's the worst that could happen?"

I decided the worst case scenario in trying to jump on the platform would be banging my shin again and getting a bruise.

Yesterday, that happened.

Surprisingly, the sky did not fall.

I left a bit of skin on the platform, and I kept going to finish my set.

While I went on with the rest of my workout, I found a bump growing on my leg, so I got some ice and iced it in between sets. And then I ran 2 miles on a treadmill.

And the sky did not fall.

So, I guess I've finally learned how to work past little injuries and inconveniences when I'm working out.

Took me long enough!