A few days before I took this video, I had tripped over a curb and went flying. But I’ve been rehabbing myself for over two years and am still agile, so I landed on one foot. It was a knee-to-chest hard stomp, but I didn’t feel like I hurt anything and continued to walk for a while.

I rested up a few days, then attempted to go to my Zumba class. It was excruciating and I left after seven minutes. I hobbled to my car but had to wait another ten minutes before I could even move my feet to the pedals.

I felt like I had lost a year’s worth of hard fought recovery and did not understand why I was not able to push myself. At the time, I had not connected this vulnerability with the fall I had taken a few days before.

All I knew was that I pushed myself until I broke again. I was beyond despondent, watch my hopes of full recovery fade away into the far distance. (This incident set back my recovery almost a month, which was very difficult for me to accept.)