Yesterday was the Fight Workshop for KCRF. It was originally supposed to be both Saturday and Sunday, but only a dozen people showed up (out of something like 30 sign-ups), and so Cliff crammed it all into one day, from 10 a.m. to 6:30 p.m.
Today, I am sore.
Yesterday, however, was much worse. By the end of the day’s proceedings, I was hobbling again. Despite having lost weight, despite working out, I came to the unpleasant realization that my ankles have, if anything, gotten worse. There’s no way that I can do a full day of the Festival with the amount of running around that being on cast (much less in scenario) would require of me.
So, I’ve cancelled my audition.
I will still try out for Chess Match when it comes around. The physical demands are there, to be sure, but they’re far fewer than those required by scenario.
So yeah…..to say that I’m pretty fucking depressed would be an understatement.
I’m physically unable to do something that I love doing…..AND the perfect set-up, given my limitations, is having a Stage show…which of course I’ve now been denied.
Well, FUCK.
Can you get physiotherapy at all? Even a session or two to show you the right exercises would probably be a big help. I’ve had knee & ankle problems for years, but my physio has largely sorted them out.
Actually, it’s a physical issue….I have flat feet and pronated ankles, and it probably could be repaired with orthopedic surgery….but of course, given our lovely Corporate-Run Health Care system here, I’m outta luck, as I have no insurance at all.