As many of you know, I am addicted to being active. Whether it is going to the gym, riding my WingFlyer or kickboxing, I really have to be doing something a few times a week or I start to get a little stir crazy (or cray cray as the kids say). So as a “middle-aged” athlete, that inevitably results in injuries, which includes a calf muscle tear that happened to me recently while kickboxing. It was actually pretty devastating, painful and scary, but amazingly it led to a device that has taught me a lot about life: my walking boot.
Some incredibly strange things have been happening to me since putting that walking boot on, and I felt compelled to write about some of them.
In the end, this injury has been a mixed blessing. I have been unable to do a few things that I love doing, but I have found or rediscovered several things that I may love doing even more! It’s amazing how something as simple as being lame can totally alter your perspective on life!