An injury in your best season feels like the universe picked on you. Mostly it’s just bad luck, and luck changes.

Timing makes an injury feel personal, as though something had noticed you were going well. Bodies hold no opinion about your season, and most of what happens to them comes down to chance, load and circumstance. Reading it as punishment adds a second injury that nobody treats. The one piece of good news inside randomness is that it holds no grudge either.

Put your energy into the part that responds to effort: the rehab, the film, the strength work for whatever still functions. Keep a date in mind for reassessing rather than for returning. And be properly annoyed about the timing, which is fair enough.