My ankle was feeling good from having laid off it.... but my plan was just to drill. I even got a nice fancy ankle brace that kept my ankle firmly in place.... metal rods and everything. Wooo!
.... So grappling time.
|This is what comes up when you image search 'stupid'.|
The amzingness of the wrap that kept my ankle firmly in place resulted in my toes getting caught in gi pants because I couldn't turn my foot down, and as the person was breaking their hips to come around into side control. My foot somehow got trapped awkwardly and bam... hip bone connected squarely with my heel while toes still stuck.
If there was any question to whether or not my ankle was severely injured or not.... it is now without question seriously injured.
Even Fabio told me to take time off... and Fabio has never suggested that before.
Even when I came in with my ribs so injured I could not move my arm, he asked me if I was going to try and grapple.
I am really bummed, but I have no one to blame but my stupid self.
...Well, me and my awesome ankle brace.