Getting Back on Track—One Board at a Time

The past few weeks haven’t been great, and my training has taken a hit. So what’s the best way to get back on track? Board breaking, of course!

Today was our breakathon—my second since the transplant. Last year, I was just happy to attend. This year, I wanted to do more. But I’m walking a fine line between what I want to do and what I should do.

Due to treatments, I now have moderate osteoporosis, which puts me at a medium risk of fractures. That’s actually an improvement—last year, it was high risk—thanks to medication. Still, I’m learning where I can safely push myself and how far.

This year, I used lighter rebreakable boards but increased the difficulty slightly if a technique felt strong. Some went really well, others… not so much. And seriously—why is my side heel still kicking smurfs? Someone tell my body the target is a little higher up!

But I ended the evening with an elbow break on a wooden board—and it went well. I was confident, my technique felt solid, and I stayed in control. It was more than a physical challenge—it was a personal one. And I showed up for it.

It wasn’t just about breaking boards—it was about proving to myself that I’m still growing, still pushing, and still capable. I can’t wait for next year!