I am still alive. I was not killed by bicycles. I have not found the stress so unbearble that I've left. I have also not given up on love and decided to become a monk (although my personal life could fill numerous rants right now, I won't write about it/ it's too new and sensetive).
One major event in my life that I don't mind talking about here is my full release. About 2 weeks ago now, I got a full release from my knee surgeon. I can now return to my active life.
In light of this, last Friday, Paul (one of my professors) suggested that a couple of my classmates and I participate in a 5K run w/ him. It was a lot of fun, but I'm still sore from it despite not being able to run the entire time (a lot of walking was done by me...). Shauna, being slightly more intelligent, signed up for the 5K walk. In addition to not being sore, she got a trophy.
Finally, I went to my first real martial arts workout in almost a year (although I've done some sparring w/ a friend of mine here in C'dale). It was a lot of fun. I really missed it, and I wasn't quite as rusty as I thought.
To recap, I'm not dead, and if you're still reading, I promise a more interesting rant next time.
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