My DH has always been keen on sport. I didn’t realise how obsessed he was until we were several kids down the line. He used to play football and cricket but knocked it on the head when we first started seeing each other as we lived a distance apart.
He’s hyper mobile and in his teens injured his knee playing football. He went back to it when we had our first two kids. Then followed a bad injury, physio apparently said he could go back and low and behold another injury. I said no more. We have two kids with special needs. Both are quite challenging. He’s stuck to the gym and another non sport hobby until…
Then his friend arranged an older blokes casually football team. Once again he decided he’d play and if I’d said no he’d have gotten moody. Then last night he rang me from a&e. He’d done something to his archiles tendon. He’s now in a boot with crutches. He can do nothing apart from lay on the sofa. We go on holiday next week. I’ve always said due to his hyper mobility and issues with his legs in particular running and sports where you are running wouldn’t be brilliant for him. I’m furious. I’m sick of what feels like his selfishness that his need to do sport overrides sense. He has never had an injury except when involved in football.