Reflections on Rehab

I blogged recently about my feat of great UNcoordination, and tearing my medial meniscus. How I learned to stop trying to “walk it off” and actually get medical attention. I know. Radical. Well, the lesson has been a slow (and yes, painful) process of learning to listen. Listen to my body. Listen to my pain … More Reflections on Rehab

On the Theraband-wagon

I have never been one to do a scheduled, planned exercise routine. Oh, I played team sports (ahem… not well!), biked, and ran laps (or stadium steps) for conditioning. I was a decent swimmer and worked as a lifeguard for a couple of summers. Before band tryouts, I jogged and practiced marching. I was never … More On the Theraband-wagon