Shot in the dark here. Not completely boxing specific. Curious as to anyone else having gone through the surgery? I'm sitting here having done it last Friday. Feel free to delete if not compliant.
For folks undergoing foot or ankle surgery there's a weird, post-surgery pain curve phenomenon of which I think it helps to be aware. https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC10573441/
I know nothing about this particular surgery/condition, but I will offer the wisdom of Roy Jones Jr: God puts obstacles in our way to make sure we really want what we say we want. Always plan for setbacks. You just got dealt a bad hand (or, in this case, foot). Now what are you going to do about it? That’s what will define you. (You don’t have to share RJJ’s belief system/faith to apply this — substitute God with life or fate or the world/universe and the same idea applies.) Good luck with your recovery. Hit your rehab with the same gusto you hit your training and trust that you’ll come out of it hungrier and ready.
I'm definitely of that mindset. What does faith mean? I might not know exactly, but I know it means absence of doubt, worry. Been hitting my PT. I feel like I could jump, but surgeon has said no. Feel like I'm overall heading in the right direction, but there's a lot of potential for mentally flailing about in the darkness. I appreciate your encouragement. I'm committed to optimizing my situation as much as possible.
You’re still breathing and still typing so it didn’t kill you — let it make you stronger! Good luck on your journey back. There will surely be tough days … which means you get to be tougher. Sounds to me like you’ve got this.
Turned a big corner today. Feel like I'm almost able to jog. Yesterday walked a mile for the first time without breaks. In physical therapy, they know I'm willing to push it, so they put me on this treadmill that manipulates how much weight you put onto the tread by a suspension by inflation bladder you step into, zip around to seal, calibrate. I was able to jog a bit with 80% bodyweight. It kind of hurt, but it had been so long I didn't want to stop in case I never get to again. I've always been adamant that nothing God gives you can be improved on, and that's still the case, but he also gave us great capacity for learning and applying. I'm starting to think this is nothing short of a medical marvel what these folks did. We're going to start running mechanics next week. I'm to get two miles walking in under thirty minutes before we progress. Going to try for that tomorrow.
Just missed it. 33 minutes. But I walked two miles. And that's terra firma. No ground moving underneath me a la treadmill work. I can build on it Funny how I'm frustrated, yet a month ago would've been ecstatic to just stand on two feet full weight.
Well, modern medicine is nothing short of a miracle. Today, I was back hitting the heavy bag outside, pyramiding from 1-10-1 just left jab. I just did that for five rounds, 3 minutes in, 1 mine off for five rounds. It's something that if I'm messing up I'll know after sheer repetition. Plus, it just seems hard. I'm gassed:30 in after just a round. Not even throwing rights. Working just on left jab, footwork and incorporating head movement as much as possible. It's boring, but that's what I want. I need work. But the foot? After all the swelling has started to go down it looks like my right. I finally have an arch. So if you have congenital flat feet, the ol pes planus (not fallen arches, which is a term perpetuated by the physically and intellectually lazy) the just be as active as possible until you wear out your posterior tib then get this surgery. It's wild how they fixed my tendon by having to rebuild me an arch that foot never had.
And if you're ever worried about the future concerning rehab and stuff just remember to pray and focus on yourself. Doing whatever you can to control the outcome. To me, that was getting sleep, eating right, and trying to live as normal as possible. You hear a lot of bad news, and a lot of people like this kind of stuff, so I'm sharing. Sometimes I just walk around in my apartment, look down at my feet, and start laughing at my good luck. I'm tremendously blessed by the Lord God Almighty. This is a miracle.
