Battling through injury last night

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My softball team had it's first game of the season last night. I spent the late afternoon playing hoops with my 10-year-old kid client and his older brother, as I've done many times before. Too much sun and not enough Gatorade--I pulled a muscle in my calf. I iced my calf for an hour and went to the softball game hoping to root my team on, but they had only nine players, plus me. I usually play shortstop (an important position that requires mobility), but I played catcher last night. I was quite a sight, hobbling around behind the plate. The umpire was nice, so he and I joked around through the whole game. I had them bat me next to last, and had no idea what would happen if I had to run. I actually went three for three, with three singles, and felt my calf loosening up as the game went on. We tied a good team 8-8. Today, I can see a bruise there, where the partially torn muscles released blood. I may call the advice nurse this morning, but she's probably going to say "RICE" (rest, ice, compression, elevation). I called my 93-year-old Auntie this morning and told her about playing through the injury. "I'm a tough old bird, like you," I said. She laughed. Have you ever had to battle through an injury when you thought you'd be able to rest? It turned out to be a satisfying evening, though my calf hurts a bit this morning.