I'm a quick healer

We are required to do group "PT" within our AFIT groups (~15 officers) once per week on top of individual physical fitness the rest of the week. One of our majors volunteered to be the group's PT leader, and made a ton of friends with a 3-mile run in 87 degree weather the first day. I told her I couldn't run due to my spinal plasmatic ossification condition (I paraphrased) but would be happy to join the group for stretching and general attendance-taking.

This week, the leader chose to play Ultimate Football (like the frisbee game, only with a football), and I decided to give it a try. Perhaps short spurts and dashes would be different from a long, thirty-minute pounding on my L5S1 deteriorative dorsal discombobulation.

So today I'm shuffling around like a Tim Conway character, generally sore from leg muscles mad at me and nursing a sprained ankle from an awkward landing (following a touchdown catch, though, so it's cool), but the back's okay. For now. But it got me missing the summers of my 20s, when knee hyperextensions, twisted ankles, and occasional softballs to the face were commonplace from my participation in team sports.

My side won, 10-8, by the way. Pain hurts less with victory. --Vince Lombardi. Maybe Keanu Reeves in "The Replacements".