By the time you read this, I’ll have had ACL Surgery. In fact, I’m writing this just 7 hours before I head in to the Operating Room.
I’ll be honest – I’m kinda nervous and I’m definitely not looking forward to it. This is my first surgery. This is my first time getting anesthesia. This is my first time getting THIS hurt.
It happened just one month after turning 40. I had set out to accomplish 40 unique challenges in my 40th year. One of those challenges was to learn to Skateboard again and eventually master a Kickflip. With a brand new board in the trunk, I headed to a Skatepark and got back to work. It had been 9 years since I had dropped in on a Half Pipe. Upon further reflection, I can concede that I MIGHT have wanted to warm up first…but who has time for that! I have to act like I’m 20 again!
It was all a LOT faster than I remember! But after 20 minutes of looking like one of those Hula Hoop Figures people have on their Dashboard, my confidence was coming back to me! I was getting some of my old tricks back. I was getting less wobbly. I was getting fewer looks of disgust from the gaggles of 13 year old boys that skated by. All was going well…until I stepped out of a fairly simple trick and fell about 6 feet. My body was heading in one direction, my left leg had other plans. While my body went right, my leg went left, and my knee went POP. It happened in a second. I tore my ACL. I lay there on the flat bottom of the ramp trying to talk my leg out of its injury with sound logic and reason. My leg wasn’t having any of it. I was injured and there was only one thing to do – crawl like a wounded prey out of the ramp while 13 year olds like hyaenas gathered at the edge of the ramp swearing that they would never be like me when they get really old.
While the injury and today’s surgery haven’t been all that fun (or cheap)…for me…it’s been worth it. Because I got hurt going big(ish)! I got hurt skateboarding at 40! I pushed my limits…and while my limits won…at least they got pushed! I tried something I hadn’t done for 9 years. And even though I came up short, I got further than my couch had ever taken me. While it didn’t look pretty, at least I wasn’t watching someone else go hard after their life, while I settled for mine at a safe distance.
Yes, getting hurt…hurts, but in my humble opinion, I’d rather get hurt going hard. I’d rather come up short going for it. I’d rather fail trying. Pain and Humiliation are where God has taught me some of my most invaluable lessons. There are few greater classrooms for growth than pain and humiliation. So, far as long as I can…I’ll keep showing up for class.
Have you gotten hurt going big recently? What happened? What did God teach you?
And if you haven’t had the privilege to learn from your limits lately, what’s stopping you?!? If it helps, my skateboard is in the garage. It’s yours until I get off these crutches!