Attempting this spin...
That I took my first serious digger wakeskating. I hit my calf on the skate on my way down and got a gnarly bunch of bruises and some [so not] totally serious cuts from the grip tape.
It hurt. Well, it stung. I felt so bad ass though. And I felt like I belonged, like I had taken my initiation or hazing or something and was now a serious wakeskater. [Note: I am so not serious]
This past Saturday after my run I had a wicked blister. Why? Because I didn't wear the right socks. Blah blah, damn laundry every day! It was my fault. But it was a nice, juicy blister on my big toe.
Anyway, the point is, I felt like a real runner. My first double digit run, my first blister. I know, it's lame. But sometimes getting injuries that aren't super serious make you feel like part of the crowd.
Lord, allow me to clarify. I am not asking for any injuries and I hope you don't think I'm making light of them. I pray that I continue to train smart and do not acquire any serious injuries. Thank you, Amen.