Well it was all fun up until the point where I actually had to start playing. As soon as I got on the court and tried to start cutting I immediately knew I had made the wrong decision. After two ACL surgeries I was not ready both mentally and physically. It ended up being one of the most devastating days, realizing that something I once loved, something that was such a big part of who I was, is gone.
Ultimately I got through the morning with no injuries, which was a huge win in my book! But even so, I was totally defeated at first. I was pissed, sad, and embarrassed all at once. After the tournament I knew I needed to go do something and clear my head. I went for a long run, and ended up just sitting down by myself after to think. After some time I decided that I needed to accept that it is what it is. Somethings don't last forever, and sometimes life happens. I can feel bad for myself as long as I want but that won't bring my knees back. Therefore I need to focus on that activities I can do, and attempt to fill the void basketball used to.
I truly believe that everything is relative. So when I took a step back I realized there's some many things I can do and should be happy about that it's time to finally accept things and move on. Here's to the next chapter..