Yesterday was the day.
I had been dreading/anticipating this day since the injury occurred.
I knew the day would come. I knew I would have to be strong. I knew I would have to block out the past and focus completely on the present.
Yesterday I landed my first Arabian double pike on the real floor and it felt amazing.
This was a tremendous victory. Maybe more than anyone will ever know.
The last time I did this skill on the real floor was August 27th. It was the day I broke both of my legs and it was on a move very similar to this, hence the anxiety!
Overcoming the fear and facing the challenge made me feel like a hero. It really did.
I was so nervous before doing this skill. I didn't want to let the flashback of Germany and the loud thud of impact creep into my mind, but for a moment they did.
But this day was different. This day I felt like I was more powerful than that memory. I felt like I would be safe. I felt like it was time to pound that fear into the ground...literally. Die Fear, Die!
Now, over the course of the next two months, I am going to have to remove the mats and land this skill solidly on just the floor. But, after jumping over this initial hurdle, I think I'm going to be alright. Small victories have been the key to my progress and I'm gonna keep trying to have them every single day.
You've gotta love a breakthrough!