
I don't think I'd realized quite how much the last several weeks of wushu last quarter had gotten me down. I pulled a muscle in my hip rather badly, and the resulting misalignment gave me bursitis. All the general tightness meant I was at greater risk of knee injuries, because things weren't tracking right (though I didn't injure myself seriously, I kept hurting my knee slightly, and stressing a lot about hurting it worse). And meanwhile, I was in pain a lot of the time, my hip wasn't tracking right, and there were a couple of things I just had to sit out.
Then I got a (mild) case of bronchitis. Which really wasn't all that awful in it's own right, but even after I mostly felt better my lungs were messed up enough that I'd end up having problems with asthma in wushu. (Bronchial infections are my primary remaining asthma trigger. Kind of an insult to injury thing.) So I'd have to take albuterol to breath at all, and it doesn't really fix the problem, but meanwhile I'm feeling weak and shakey and utterly vile... and still doing wushu.
I was starting to think very seriously about dropping wushu, and this made me more than a bit depressed. (Or maybe thinking of not dropping wushu and having it continue to suck made me depressed...)
Anyhow, my lungs are long since clear, and while my hip is a little too tight and a little weak, it has healed. (Specifically it's a little tight and weak because I was easy on it long enough for it to finally heal. I hope.) Today was the first day of wushu of the quarter, and I had an absolute ball. Whew! Oh, and the adrenaline high, too.
I just spent most of the last couple of hours stretching gently, so as to convince my hip not to take some kind of unpleasant revenge on me as I sleep... but I'm hoping I'm made it over the hump. I could drop into crouch stance smoothly (though I'm a little weaker in moving out of crouch stance and into bow stance over the opposite foot). I didn't sit out sweeps -- and my front sweeps are heading towards barely passable, though my back sweeps still suck the big one.
Hmmm... I'm noticing that my bouts of existential angst are coinciding with quarter breaks... Or to put it another way, for all that I liked having a break in some ways, I'm feeling a lot more focused and generally together now that I'm back in class.