Snap!

So it was on the evening of April 9th, and I was at Aikido practice. We had intensified the sessions lately in preparation for the grading on May 25th. That, however, was not to be. We started practicing 1-5 Kumi-Jo. Jonas started throwing me, my left foot got stuck in his Hakama. My body entered into the fall, my foot did not. The result was a fully ruptured hamstring. Left leg. Off. Gone. Busted.

Someone from the MMA class after our class put a wrap around my thigh, tightly wrapped. Jonas was kind enough to drive me and the car home to Fredhäll.

We're moving house on the 25th. Wonderful. Shit.