We maintain a pretty active lifestyle in our house, and even though Nathan doesn't belong to my gym we try to get outside and just DO things as much as possible. Together we bike, walk the neighborhood, run (well...I run and he skates), or try to come up with something new and fun to do. A few weeks ago a big storm came through so instead of heading outside we tried a kickboxing class and went to a roller skating rink so we could keep moving. I ran a half marathon and countless other races before, and I greatly enjoy being a 25-year-old with almost no health issues to speak of so I can keep on going even when I'm tired.

That all came crashing down on my head this summer when I broke a bone in my foot. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but I'm fairly certain it was a stress fracture. Chalk it up to using the treadmill more than running in the great outdoors because of the insane heat, but suddenly the top of my foot started hurting. And then it kept hurting, even when I put ice on it. By the time I showed it to a nurse my entire foot was swollen up like a little sausage and I couldn't wear shoes that put any pressure on the top of it...