Chip's first day of afternoon football practice was today and he sprained his groin doing the shuffle run. Not even a complicated, difficult drill. Just something weird. He was devastated. Heartbroken. Defeated. Sad. Frustrated. Hurt. Angry.
What other emotions can we throw in there for a thirteen year old boy?
He was all of them.
It wasn't pretty.
We have iced it down, taken Motrin and he is getting around pretty good this evening. Hoping a day or two of rest will be enough for him to get back out there with the team.
His mother would appreciate your prayers for quick healing for this boy.