Hard to believe a year has gone by since surgery. I woke up this morning and went to PT and had a blog entry all sketched out in my head about this anniversary. Then, I got a call that my grandmother had a massive stroke and my whole day shifted. Like most hard days, I ended up running tonight when I got back into town. Running is what I do when I’m sad, when I’m stressed and when I’m happy, and I’m grateful that my return to running started a year ago today.
Before: Scar Free
After: To be posted soon.
What a strange trip it’s been from there to here…