Day 100: A Milestone of Reflection and Recovery

A Different Kind of Morning

Day 100 fell on a Sunday, and it immediately felt different from other Sundays I had experienced. I woke up very late, much later than usual, which seemed to set a tone for the day that was unlike any other in my recent memory. Because I was already running behind schedule, I made the decision to skip the cold shower. This was not simply due to the cold weather, although it was freezing outside, but rather because I felt pressed for time and needed to get on with my day without any further delay.

Breakfast was rushed and improvised, reflecting the haphazard nature of the morning. Whatever I could grab quickly went with me to school, making my breakfast feel somewhat insufficient. I hastily grabbed some fruit, a bit of cheese, with nothing planned or structured for my meal. I ate as soon as I arrived at school. It was not ideal by any stretch of the imagination, but sometimes you have those days where the start is imperfect, and you simply have to adapt to the circumstances you’ve found yourself in.

Despite the overall chaos of the morning, one positive sign stood out early on. My right thumb felt slightly better than it had in previous days. It was still sensitive, yes, but I could tell that it had improved compared to how it had felt in the previous days. That small improvement alone made the entirety of the morning feel a bit lighter and more manageable in its own way.

A Regular Workday With a Milestone Weight

Even though it was Day 100, the day itself unfolded quite ordinarily. It was the first day of the working week, and I was faced with regular duties, numerous teaching sessions, and familiar routines that filled my schedule. There was indeed something grounding about that. There were no celebrations planned, no special treatment, just the simple act of showing up and doing the work that needed to be done. This consistent approach provided a sense of normalcy that I believe is necessary and sometimes overlooked in the hustle and bustle of daily life.

In the morning, I took my usual vitamins: Omega 3 and D3 K2, sticking to the basics as I felt no need to add anything extra or additional supplements. No performance mindset today, just a focus on maintenance and the consistency that I had learned is vital for long-term well-being.

Rest and Recovery Take Priority

When I finally returned home after a long day, I allowed myself to slow down for the first time. I prepared a proper meal, something nutritious, and took my time to eat without rushing, savoring each bite. It felt earned and rewarding after the day I had experienced. After the meal, I went straight to sleep, completely exhausted, as the fatigue I had accumulated throughout the day caught up with me surprisingly quickly.

When I woke up later, I was pleasantly surprised to notice that my thumb felt even better than it had earlier in the day. While the pain was still present and especially noticeable when writing, I could feel a shift towards improvement. Holding a pen made it painfully clear where the weakness lay. To counteract this, I adjusted my grip and made a conscious effort to be patient with myself during this healing process.

I took collagen, vitamin C, and zinc to support my recovery efforts. There was no L Citrulline included today, as I had made the decision that there would be no training planned, and that cautious decision felt absolutely right in the context of my current state.

Processing Disappointment and Letting Go

Emotionally, the day carried a significant amount of weight with me. I am still quite upset about missing out on the boxing tournament. I had been genuinely looking forward to testing myself in that arena—not necessarily to win, but to measure where I currently stood in my progression. It felt like a missed opportunity for personal growth.

At the same time, I know in my heart the truth of my situation. I was not fully healed. My right elbow still hurts if pressed firmly, and while my thumb is clearly improving, I know it is not yet ready for the level of exertion that I would require for a competition. Forcing myself into that competitive environment would have been driven more by ego rather than wisdom.

Sometimes the hardest discipline to acquire is simply waiting and allowing things to unfold at their own pace. It takes a great deal of self-control to accept that rushing into something may not be the best course of action.

I reminded myself that opportunities will indeed come again in the future. Even if it takes a full year, or even longer, and even if it feels far away at this moment. Importantly, I know the work I’ve put in does not simply disappear; it remains as a foundation for future success.

Signs of Healing

Physically, many things improved today, which was a refreshing change. The pain that had been lingering in the back of my head and neck had completely dissipated, which allowed me to move more freely. My left knee, which had been a source of concern, feels about ninety percent healed. I can press it, move it around, and barely feel any discomfort at all. Cuts and bruises from previous physically demanding sessions were also on their way to vanishing completely.

These small yet significant improvements truly matter. They stand as undeniable proof that rest and self-care really do work. I focused intently on hydration, maintaining calm movement, and mental recovery as I went through my evening.">In the evening, I enjoyed a quiet moment to myself, had my creatine mixed into a shake, and later took magnesium before trying to fall asleep. All these steps leading to a peaceful end to the day were essential to ensure I honored my body’s request for healing.

Today I made the conscious choice not to engage in any training sessions. No pushing myself to meet any standard. Just allowing my body the time it needs to catch up and heal.

One Hundred Days In Perspective

Day 100 was not loud in any sense. It was not intense, nor was it dramatic in the ways one might expect. Instead, it carried an air of calmness that I found both refreshing and necessary.

It was honest, deeply and beautifully honest.

One hundred days of showing up consistently. Of learning when it was time to push and when to pause. Of coming to understand that progress is not guaranteed to be linear and that strength is not always visible in the ways we might hope to see.

Day 100 Lesson

Today taught me important lessons: milestones are not always solely about celebration and outward expressions of joy. Sometimes, they emphasize silence, the need for reflection, and the necessity of choosing long-term growth over immediate short-term validation. Recovery is not merely a pause in the journey; it is an integral part of it, shaping us into more resilient individuals.

Day 100 complete. One hundred days successfully done, perspective gained, and the road continues to stretch ahead with deeper awareness and understanding.

👉 When you reach a major milestone in your own life, do you find yourself pushing for more immediately, or do you allow yourself the time to reflect and recover before the next chapter begins in earnest?