The PAIN was excruciating!
As I lay on the sidelines, I could see the dent in my shin bone?I knew something was terribly wrong.
Yet, instead of being rushed to the hospital, my coach had me sit on the sidelines for the next 65 minutes in agony until the soccer game from which I had just been removed was over.
Moments earlier, I came rushing out of my net to intercept a 50-50 ball?and was kicked right through the shin pad of my right leg?shattering my shin bone.
On that Sunday afternoon (when I just 15 years old), during the blazing humid Toronto summer heat, I couldn?t have imagined that breaking my leg would lead to one of the greatest ?ab training? discoveries that would later help thousands of men and women lose belly fat and get a stronger core?
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After breaking my leg and then finally arriving at the hospital ? and waiting another 2 hours before being seen by the doctor ? my leg was eventually wrapped in a cast from hip to toes.
I was out of commission for at least 3 months. And it would likely take another 6 months to get build my weakened muscles again.
At least that?s what my doctor said. And to be honest, I believed him. I thought the rest of that summer (and year) would be a write-off. I did my best to stay positive but it was tough.
But I could never have expected what happened next?
It was 3 months after the accident and I returned to the hospital to have my cast removed?
As the doctor clipped away the cast?
I saw my ?repaired? leg emerge?and my jaw literally dropped to the floor.
My once muscular and fit leg had dwindled away to nothing. It was no bigger than my forearm!
I was shocked?
And any glimmer of excitement that I had had for getting my cast off was instantly shot down by what I was now looking at.
As I hobbled down the hallways of the hospital I felt like an alien. Everyone was looking at me and I felt more self-conscious than ever.
Things only got worse when I made my way outside into the ?real world?.
My mom was at work so I had to take the bus back home…
I slowly made my way onto the bus and grabbed a seat. I sat there for the next 30 minutes feeling embarrassed, as strangers stared at my leg as if it were from another planet.