During the Competition, Pain Did Not Wait
At the Asia competition in Taipei, the pressure was already intense.
Timers were ticking. Judges were watching.
And my elbow was quietly protesting every movement.
I kept typing.
Not because it did not hurt, but because stopping felt worse.
I remember focusing harder than usual.
Not only on logic and structure, but on how to move my arm without triggering that electric shock.
Each key press became a small act of endurance.
When Typing Itself Became the Enemy
Typing used to be automatic.
Muscle memory. Flow state.
But Cubital Tunnel Syndrome changed that.
Sometimes the pain shot from my elbow straight into my fingers.
Ring finger. Pinky.
A clear reminder that something inside was under pressure.
Still, I kept going.
The Elbow That Started It All
The source was not my wrist.
It was my elbow.
The place I rested too often.
The place I bent too long.
That small habit followed me everywhere.
At the desk. On the bed. Even in my sleep.
Recovery Did Not Look Dramatic
No hospital scene.
No instant cure.
Just consistency.
Massaging the muscles near the elbow.
Letting tension go.
Training myself to sleep without bending my arms.
And finally, changing how I type.
Switching to Colemak reduced strain and made long sessions survivable again.