
I saw my physical therapist today for the first time since before my back surgery. After she showed me the exercises and stretches I am to do, I mustered up the energy to ask a question I thought I didn’t want to hear the answer to. I hesitantly mentioned that I had my eye on a 10k trail race in December. I cringed, waiting for her to tell me there was no way in hell she was going to let me run any time this year.












100 Days of Pain: What it’s taught me [Part II]
Life is a marathon, not a sprint. It took something as severe as an injury and 100 days of pain for me to fully get that. The monetary, physical, emotional, and mental price of not taking care of ourselves is much steeper over the long-haul than any perceived immediate downside.