So tonight I met up with some friends and the plan was to go and eat(which we did,nice)and then catch a film.We got to the cinema and the fuckers had canceled our film showing because Pride and fucking prejudice was selling out to quickly and there was no way in the world we were going to watch that bag of shit,not even the girls wanted to watch Keira bloody Kneightly poncing around being all fucking arsy in a petticoat and frills.
My physio has given me the all clear to train tommorow night for the first time in two weeks.Im not allowed to go at it 100%,but just see how the shoulder holds out.Ive got a physio appointment on Monday and she'll tell me if its got worse by training again.If its ok then Im on the road to recovery which is fucking great because doing nothing kills me,it eats away at me from the inside,theres nothing you can do its just a case of waiting to heal up,and being so helpless and incapable is the one of the worst feelings.
My physio has given me the all clear to train tommorow night for the first time in two weeks.Im not allowed to go at it 100%,but just see how the shoulder holds out.Ive got a physio appointment on Monday and she'll tell me if its got worse by training again.If its ok then Im on the road to recovery which is fucking great because doing nothing kills me,it eats away at me from the inside,theres nothing you can do its just a case of waiting to heal up,and being so helpless and incapable is the one of the worst feelings.