#Professional Recovery

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[leclercskiesahead]

Excerpts: [First stints] The opening stint saw graining and high degradation for all runners and lap times rose sharply from around Lap 10 onwards. On Lap 14 [Norris] was called to box for new hard tyres. He then emerged behind Ocon – and Ferrari saw a small opportunity to cover him, and so boxed Leclerc the next lap. Unfortunately for Leclerc, it didn’t work out for him and he was undercut by Norris. Leclerc’s complaints on the radio at stopping to emerge behind the McLaren were met with reassurance that the race was most likely a two-stop, and it was the correct point to box. Piastri then covered both one lap later. In [Sainz’s] opening stint, he was too far behind Norris to attempt an undercut and Ferrari were still considering the one-stop possibility. Therefore Sainz pushed to extend as he thought it was too early to stop. Later, he reported that the graining was improving and lap times may recover. This was important information for Ferrari. Sainz was then called to pit before being undercut by Hamilton so the lap time improvement was crucially not seen by the other teams. [Second stints] As graining emerged on the hard tyre for all three leaders, [they had to decide] when to stop for the final set of hards. Piastri was asked if he thought a one-stop might be possible, but said no. [On Lap 32,] Leclerc is given the ‘box to overtake’ call on Norris as Ferrari looked to attempt an undercut. But Norris then pitted, prompting Leclerc to stay out. He was then told they will extend the stint to build a tyre delta. In the second stint running in largely free air, Sainz pushed Ferrari discussion on the one-stop strategy possibility. The pit wall and Sainz discussed whether they should cover Hamilton’s second pit stop or remain on the one-stop option – with Sainz favouring the latter after reporting that his tyres were still good. At this point the information is given to Leclerc that Sainz is targeting a one-stop strategy. Leclerc agrees that it is the best opportunity to win and immediately begins work on the tyre saving required to pull it off. [McLaren third stints vs Ferrari staying out] [Having boxed with 15 laps remaining,] Piastri needed to average 1.5 seconds per lap quicker [than his pre-stop pace] to make the pit stop beneficial. His first lap after the pit stop was indeed 1.5 seconds faster than before. However, he had five back-markers to overtake as well as Sainz. The back-markers cost variable amounts of lap time and Sainz then cost Piastri around two seconds of race time – which is crucial when considering Piastri only finished 2.6 seconds behind Leclerc at the flag. So although Leclerc then took the plaudits and the glory on the Monza podium, he couldn’t have pulled off such a famous victory without the help of his Ferrari team mate.

[spitblaze]

Friends. Mutuals. Followers. Internet strangers. Back up your data every so often. at the very least back up the drive your OS is on because theres not much more stressful than sitting down at your computer after work one day to find out that your computer straight up can't read anything from your boot drive anymore

[the-physicality]

thinking this labor day about all the athletes in women's sports who didn't have a stable league, who were only making decent money from a spot on their national team, who had to fight to get even a fraction of what they deserve. who spent their prime without a club league or the infrastructure to propel the sport. who came of age after title 9 in the usa [forcing schools to fund women/girls’ sports], the ones who fought for cbas and are only seeing big change at the end of their careers or after their careers concluded. who didn't have the media attention before, but are now showing just how much they can sell out stadiums and arenas. the players who played year round because overseas teams paid athletes what they were worth. athletes who endured and reported harassment but the league never took appropriate action. athletes who never had the media attention or ability to monetize their talent but who had careers that were just as impressive as the stars of today. who did it without the help of the science, technology, and medicine we have today. who set records with less support and fewer games in a season, which will be broken by kids who have had personal trainers since high school. athletes who played great games that are no long available to view, their talent no longer archived and accessible for young or new fans. athletes who still don't have a league or are just getting one in 2024. athletes who took it upon themselves to create change for which they will never reap the full rewards.

[clownboybebop]

Chris Fleming is absolutely right about coke being back at snl. If they’re finally cranked again why are they so fucking boring. ur relapsing on uppers during an election cycle and you STILL have nothing to say. incredible

[miodiodavinci]

for the people having trouble getting salvador to work in openutau: aaaa i'm so sorry my lad is giving you trouble ; ; this seems to be a running theme with my libraries kjshljdhlfgjk

there's a couple suggestions in the notes of the original ask which might help, but for the time being i unfortunately do not have the willpower to do much in the way of troubleshooting

i swear once i get around to updating the website and releasing his quality of life update i'll put some actual work into testing him across different platforms ksjfghkdhfgj

until then

[fantasyismyonlyrealescape]

Whumptober 2024: No. 30 - Recovery/Hospital Bed/Holding Back Tears/What have I done?

Title: Reassurance through Uncertainty

Fandom: WWE (Professional Wrestling)

Characters: Sami Zayn & Kevin Owens (Zowens)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Word Count: 1509

A/N: Welcome to another addition to Whumptober, Day 30, brought to you by Sami's messed up shoulders. We have a heart to heart conversation in this one, bois. Cheers!

Summary: Sami Zayn wakes up in hospital following his shoulder surgery to a concerned Kevin Owens. Little did Sami know, Kevin needed reassurance that he wasn't to blame for what happened. To move forward, they have to come to terms with the past.

Cross posted on AO3 under user wrestlinginjeans.

Sami Zayn blinks awake, slightly disorientated as his eyes are assaulted by the fluorescent hospital lights glowing above his head. While he had woken up in hospital a handful of times in the past, every time was disorientating. It didn’t help that Sami’s past year had been a blur; truth be told. Between winning his first NXT championship and subsequently losing it two months later to Kevin Owens, Sami hadn’t had a lot of time to rest. Ironically, the injury that had led to his present predicament would allow him plenty of time to make up for his terrible sleeping schedule. The pain and the rehabbing he would be able to tolerate, the inactivity and inability to do anything in the ring is what’s going to make it all unbearable.

As he becomes more aware of his surroundings, he comes to realize that he is not alone in the room. Glancing to his right, he sees none other than Kevin dozing in a chair pulled up to his bedside. A small smile forms on Sami’s face at the sight. Of course, Kevin would be there for him. After a few moments, Kevin begins to stir.

“Hey, Kev…” Sami whispers, his voice raspy and harsh due to lack of use.

Grey eyes open to meet the tired hazel’s peering up at him. Kevin immediately sits forward in his chair, alert as if he hadn’t been asleep at all.

“Sami, hey. How are you?” Kevin asks quietly, his eyes drifting around the room somewhat nervously before falling on the redhead’s face again.

“I’m good, Kev. I’m fine, no more banged up than usual.” Sami mumbles, his voice not quite as rough as his first utterance since waking up.

Sami notices the strange expression that passes over his best friend’s face at the comment, an expression that Sami is unable to place. After several moments of silence with Kevin pointedly not looking at Sami, the redhead goes to brush his fingertips against Kevin’s hand that was resting on the side railing of the bed, only for Kevin to immediately recoil when contact is made. Sami furrows his brow, confused by the reaction from the dark-haired man.

“Kev?” Sami begins, a questioning tone to his voice. “You good?”

A stiff nod is all Sami gets and he is growing more concerned at the lack of communication.

“Kev, what’s wrong? Talk to me. Come on, it’s just me.”

After a moment, the seated man clears his throat and moves to stand up.

“I should go, let you get some rest…” he says hurriedly, turning quickly and going to retreat out of the room only for a firm grip on his arm to stop his forward progress. Without thinking, Kevin goes to pull his arm out of the grip only to stop himself when he hears a sharp cry of pain from behind him. Sami, having propped himself up to grab at Kevin’s arm had collapsed back onto the bed as his shoulders protested the abuse.

“Sami!” Kevin gasps, immediately moving to stand by his bedside again. “Let me get the nurses for you…” Kevin adds, glancing behind him at the door.

“No don’t, Kev. Please, I’m good…” Sami protests immediately, reaching up a hand weakly in an effort to keep his friend there. “Just… Please stay.” Sami adds, his tone betraying how much pain he was feeling at the moment.

There is a moment of indecision in the dark-haired wrestler, torn between seeking relief for his friend and complying with Sami’s request. With a sigh, Kevin retreats to his post at Sami’s bedside, his eyes revealing how guilty he feels.

“Thanks, Kev…” Sami replies, his voice tight as his body begins to come down from the spike in pain at his movements.

“You sure you don’t want me to get the nurse?”

“Kev, talk to me.”

“About what?”

“That look in your eyes that you keep trying to hide from me.”

Kevin’s eyes fall shut for a moment at the admission from his best friend. Of course he wouldn’t be able to fool Sami. He had never been able to before and he wasn’t going to start now.

“Sami…” Kevin begins, letting out a sigh before running a hand through his hair.

“Talk. To. Me.” Sami demands, his words and tone of voice a warning against any further stalling tactics.

After several deep steadying breaths and Sami’s endless patience, Kevin’s deep baritone finally fills the hospital room, this time without deflecting Sami’s inquiry.

“What happened to you… You being laid up in bed, having to have surgery. That’s all on me.” Kevin says, his voice much lower in volume than usual as he gestures around him to the greater room. “It’s my fault.”

Sami immediately opens his mouth to speak, intending to protest Kevin’s words but is cut off when his friend picks up the thread of conversation once again. “I should have been more careful in our matches… Why did I always feel the need to powerbomb you? All of the times that I attacked you without provocation, all of those hits your back and shoulders took… I did this to you.” Kevin continues, seemingly rambling now as he loses himself inside his own head.

“God, what have I done?” Kevin whispered in a way that leads Sami to believe he wasn’t talking to him.

Kevin drops his gaze then from where he had been staring at the far wall to his hands twisting together between his knees.

“Kev, stop… None of this is your fault.”

“How do you figure that? Sami, quit lying to yourself. How many months of your career did I take away from you? You’ve had a screwed up left shoulder since PWG.”

“Not because of you!”

“Exactly because of me! I’m the one that slams you onto your back all the time. I am the one that specifically targets your back and shoulders above all else. But here I am, healthy and here you are… shelved for who knows how long.”

“You and the rest of the guys in the locker room! Exploiting weaknesses is the name of the game, Kev. It’s not your fault…”

“It is.”

“Stop it, Kevin! I’m too tired to go nine rounds with you…” Sami says, his voice failing as he lets out an uneasy breath. He needed Kevin to know that none of this was his fault and if they continued on at the pace they were currently at, he wouldn’t be able to before falling asleep. The drugs that the anesthesiologist had given him were still in his system and he was beginning to feel their effects once again.

“Look, this is the life that I choose, the life we both choose. Injuries are a part of that world; we just have to accept that and move on. I’ve accepted it, why can’t you?”

“Because I don’t want to do this without you!” Kevin answers suddenly, his voice rising slightly in volume as he reveals to Sami what was really bothering him. “I keep thinking of you, laying on that mat, you’re face scrunched up in so much pain. I keep thinking of that moment. The medics were tending to you, but I pushed them away and grabbed you again. I slammed you into that mat multiple times and you were already injured! I caused more damage. I should have stopped, why didn’t I stop?”

“Because you didn’t know…”

“I should have, you’re my best friend.”

“Kev, I didn’t even know at the time. Nobody did, you aren’t to blame. Listen, I do not blame you. You need to stop blaming yourself.”

When there was no reaction from the dark-haired man, Sami knew what would get through to him. His banged up shoulders were not as important as Kevin. Gritting his teeth to fortify himself against the pain he knew was coming, he forced himself onto his side so that he could better reach out to Kevin.

His friend upon seeing Sami move, immediately jumped up and placed gentle hands on his chest in an effort to keep Sami down.

“Sami, stop. What are you doing? You are going to hurt yourself!”

Sami having got what he wanted in Kevin’s attention and the physical contact, brought a slightly shaking hand up to cover one of Kevin’s still on his chest, his long fingers curling around Kevin’s.

“Kev, you know that I will always love you. A few extra stitches aren’t going to change that for me. I intend to be by your side forever. Do you believe me?”

A moment passes then two as Sami stares up at Kevin, trying to will the dark-haired man into believing his words. They were the truth, and Sami would do anything to convince him of his sincerity.

Kevin’s free hand, the other being held by one of Sami’s found its way on top of Sami’s own.

“I love you too, Sami.” Kevin whispers and he knew in his heart that he would do whatever it took to be at Sami’s side until the end.

[parasitefun]

people who're super fixated on prof dxs always conveniently forget that being able to get comprehensive and safe medical care is a luxury most people in the us can't afford -_-💢

[seppubro]

why do people think retraumatizing themselves and normalizing the things that traumatized them to themselves is coping i genuinely cannot get my head around it

[dotssu3]

I would love to see Derek…… embarrassed…..

never

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[systematic-tech]

[radiant-system]

Perhaps my most controversial syscourse opinion but people are allowed not to want to get better. People are allowed to encourage alter separation. They're even allowed to want to get worse and to talk about it. Not recovering or even ever aiming to do so is not a moral failure or actually any kind of failure.

[shamelesslyimpurrfect]

Yesterday was day 90 of meditating daily. I have been finding it hard to make posts because of newly trying to balance my self care (physical, mental), school, social life, family life, etc. But, something I never forget to do or push aside is meditate. I'm so glad I started when I did because now it is something I look forward to. Some days I will even do it twice lol

It is hard to explain in words as to how my body and mind act and feel when I meditate but it is something like this: my fears/anxieties may arise for a second, but I am able to remind myself that those are just stories and that I want to enjoy a moment of peace. It gets easier and easier the more I do it (and the longer I do it, I find the better the effects)

It is a time in my day that I spend with myself that is nonnegotiable. It allows me to see clues and reflect without me even having to try because there are no distractions, my brain just automatically jumps to intrusive thoughts which I can catch and either let go of or turn into a positive.

Anyways yap yap yap.... university is okay so far, I'm basically just getting deja vu from that one semester I did in high school except everyone looks super old instead of super young lol... I do miss my cat a lot though... one thing I'm really nervous for is my chemistry lab and I have no clue why.. every other class and my anxiety is the usual lol but, I do my first lab Friday and I am telling myself that I'm gonna go with the flow and enjoy my time and soak up all the information I can... I can feel genuine joy and passion that wants to break free from the anxiety but is still a little bit scared but the only other choice besides going is fail chemistry, not get my degree, and never get my dream job of working in a lab because I let the fear get to me so i. HAVE. TO.

This is all just me experimenting and faking it till I make it and learning how to not give a fuck because yes, already lots of weird and awkward and uncomfortable things have happened, but IM STILL HERE and i have also experienced good things sooooooo u win some u lose some. Let's just keep fuckin goinggg because what choice do we have. Make it fun though- hope everyone is well

[wellthatsunfortunate444]

random earphone yap that yall probs dont care about

my bluetooth earphones (that ive had for almost 2 years now) are my actual babies, they go everywhere with me.

i started tweaking cuz the left one went really quiet and after charging it and messing with it i couldnt fix it and i actually depend on them so bad (i have over ear headphones too, but since ive got long curly hair i cant use them easily unless my hair's tied up and they arent as portable)

anyways i was bugging, trying not to cry, and then i realised there might be an audio setting on my phone.

^ i found a slider thingy and now it sounds balanced again!!! so i can just use them like this for now and then eventually get new ones but omg im so happy they arent useless.