Two years is a long time. These are just a handful of snapshots from the journey—moments that meant something, marked progress, or reminded me why the work mattered. I'm not a selfie guy, and nothing too graphic for the squeamish. Just honest glimpses of what it looked like to keep moving forward.
BMW K1300S... Engineering marvel
The intersection where it all went down.
Still hard to look at.
Held strong as I slid and tumbled across the asphalt.
Too ripped up to even be trendy.
Saved my spine. Puncture wound in my arm.
Protected whatever brain cells I have left.
The day after being released. The best therapy.
Post OCA surgery with my new equipment.
Averaged 2 hours of sleep per night for months.
Leaving to face my reality.
Every... single... day. God bless those hands.
The rejuvenating power of the sun.
Broken foot in attractive new footwear.
My running partner waiting patiently at the gate.
Electricity running through my body.
Ice, ice, and more ice.
Light and massage therapy.
Does it get better than a daughter's love?
Inspiration from friends and family.
A test of will.
Try to stop me.
The outdoors and a dog... heavenly.
OMG, the relief from opening the brace.
We'll be back, buddy.
Adios crutches... thank you for your service.
Non-clinic rehab days were outside.
A fun rehab exercise I call the "hog tie tug."
Who knew 90 degrees would be such an achievement?
Be back soon, Boo.
Praise Jesus.
Daily reminder for incremental improvement.