I trained and sparred pretty hard well into my 40s. I was actually offered to take part in a local amateur cage fight event which I of course turned down, having gained some caution after decades of injuries.
I am now contemplating stopping regular training after over 4 decades of martial arts. I need to schedule a hip replacement surgery as soon as possible as I am having great difficulty in going up stairs or even walking.
My current condition is a shambles. Gall bladder surgery a couple months ago and knee surgery a year ago kinda put a stop to the regular training I was trying to sustain. The knee thing was a full game changer for me and kinda made everything go to hell.
I had been having lots of pain for many years. A collapsed ankle, knee meniscus injuries, misaligned backbone, and crushed lumbar disks had limited more and more what I could do but I tried to train at least twice or thrice a week and found that the flexibility drills helped to sustain mobility even with the worsening hip situation.
Then I was soundly defeated by a cat’s water bowl.
I trained at a friend’s karate place, helping with the regular classes. I had done a full workout and was feeling pretty dehydrated but was asked to help with pad drills for the younger students. I stepped around one of those “Bob” manequins with the heavy water-filled bases to go pick up the target pads outside the mat. And I slipped and fell. My friend the owner had left a plastic plate with water for his cat placed off the mat right behind the thing and I did not see it while looking for the pads.
Now, I have done ukemi most of my life and I fell flat without thinking about it. But for an instant I almost did an involuntary split stretch as my foot slipped and when I tried to get up my felt-side upper thigh muscle seized in a violent muscle cramp that made me drop instantly again. I lost conscience for a second or two, I duuno, I cannot really remember much of it. People helped me rubbing my leg to ease the pain and helped me stand but pain continued and I could not lift my leg up. I recognized some worrying symptoms as it was a struggle to get into my car and drive.
Next day after things had not improved I went to the doctor and It was diagnosed that my upper thigh muscles had basically torn away from the knee and were de-attached. I needed surgery to reattach them. My local health insurace did me bad and it took two weeks for surgery to take place. I had to use a full-length leg frame for weeks and basically do every load-bearing work with my right leg which was the side of my bad hip. When I went for rehabilitation they didnt even know what exercises to do with me.
(This is the third world). My left leg had atrophied during the time it took for me to start trying to make the muscles work again and it has taken over a year for me to recover about half its strength or so.
Meanwhile my right side got worse and worse from the proportional overwork and now I need surgery there, too.
I tried to work out somewhat, doing light stretched when I could, aside from the rehabilitation stuff that was really like nothing compared to what I could normally do. I lost most of my strength and flexibility and mobility. I am basically a near-cripple now and must use assistance for walking more than a few meters.
I could kick above my head not that long ago, now I cannot even hold decent stances in training, much less do motion drills. My bag work is awful even in static position because of weak positions.
I was never a great athlete or martial artist. I made the local karate national team in the late 80s more thru thick headness than actual ability. I always had to train endlessly to barely sustain what came easily to others.
I can no longer do randori or even basic standing drills. I have tried to do ground drills and my back seizes up with just doing armbars from the bottom guard.
I wonder if I could just keep doing very basic boxing drills.
I have to get the hip surgery, but a close relative who did the same after similar ailments ended up with complications which led to back surgery and finally to a life in a wheelchair. A shortened life, ended two years ago.
Once I have had the surgery I may ask here for advice on what I could still do depending on what results.
So decades of multiple martial arts and all it took was a cat’s water bowl. Is that not humbling or what?