I was in the best physical shape of my life. My physical endurance was at it's peak. I was even training to run my first half-marathon. In a blink of an eye. Fractured Tibia. Crutches. Brace. Surgery. I could not understand why. Why? Oh, I questioned why. The one thing I knew for sure I'd have to keep my spirits high to get through this trying time. Healing, rehabbing.
|Smiling on crutches|
|My purple cast|
|Xray of healed bone with hardware|