One of my first dunk sessions since my shoulder injury back on April 7, 2017. That injury nearly took the drive completely out of me regardless of how positive I tried to stay. AC Shoulder Sprain High Level 2...not the greatest news I've ever gotten. I was just going up for a fast break dunk when someone dragged me down from behind in an overly-aggressive and spiteful fashion; I had just stolen the ball from him so he must have been looking for some sort of "revenge" or something! Either way, I ironically learned a lot about myself throughout the recovery process. I had gone through my fair share of injuries throughout my life that have kept me out for anywhere from 1 day to 3 months. It just seemed beyond natural for me to go through to ever so slow process of recovering before just giving up - even though that seemed like the best option at the time. It's not easy going from exercising 1-2 times a day for 1.5-3+ hours and eating around 4,000 calories a day to taking 3 minutes to put on a t-shirt, not being able to tie your shoes and limiting yourself to just around 1,500 calories a day while feeling yourself physically lose muscle. I always like to think about my state of mind during something like this. Yes, for a LOT of moments throughout the day I just wanted to say, "Well, I had my run and I could jump pretty high and lift some crazy weights." But, at the same time, I feel like those somewhat "childish" dreams that have been embedded in me since I was a little kid are what keep me going day-to-day. If I lost sight of my vision for SKIGH and where I see myself, then I know it's just not natural and something or someone got to me. 4+ months later and I'm still not 100% in my shoulder and it could take another 4 years but I refuse to stop now.