It’s so frustrating when old injuries come back. When you’re doing your best to get back in shape or stay in shape or just improve yourself entirely. It’s similarly impossible to get good pictures of watercolors on rainy days in a house with lighting from the 60’s. (You use some mediocre lighting of your own invention and its still mediocre. So it goes. Life is pain.) Anyways- I’m falling apart and my favorite thing about superheroes is how they probably fall apart a lot, too (healing factors aside) - there’s no way Wally doesn’t ice his legs after certain runs as shin splints bother him. And Artemis will for sure ice her shoulders while cringing at her limited range of motion. And even as my old injuries act up in my own personal bid to be the swimmer I was over a year ago- being covered in ice is oddly nostalgic. And I kind of adore it.
Eh- it’s just good to know we’re all human in the end.
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