Week one to week two saw dramatic change in reduced pain. Week two to week three has remained consistent. On the bright side, it’s not getting worse, right? The goal is to not have any pain anymore. I don’t want random spasms of pain during the day or no reason. I want to run pain free. Today I learned how hard it was to describe “what makes it worse”. Other than running, I didn’t have a concrete answer because the pain can come randomly during the day. There is no consistent activity other than running that could make it worse. I haven’t been able to get a read on it, which is disheartening. ...

We live in an age where we’re surrounded by technology. How could it NOT be a distraction!? Computers, phones, televisions, tablets, you name it. Hell, your car probably counts at this point. They’re all distractions. Using them to surf Facebook or Reddit or PornHub or some shit going on in the world. Just don’t do it while driving. I don’t think your car is smart enough to stop for you before you hit that pole, but hey, technology, right? ...

I guess I perform well enough. Depends how much pressure is being put on you and how well you adjust to it. One thing to never do is put pressure on yourself while others are putting pressure on you. Kind of destroys the whole performance. The most notable example is almost indirect, but imagine presenting something to someone. Let’s start small. Imagine it’s your college class, with 12 other students and the professor. The pressure by the professor are their guidelines to your presentation and the expectation that you will do well. The pressure from your classmates is the 24 eyeballs staring at you as you try to make words come out of your mouth. ...

How’s it going? Ready for this? Overall, the pain has decreased significantly. I can only attribute it to the Graston, since that’s the only thing that was different to what I did 5 years ago. So far, so good. Besides the the same stretches, there wasn’t too many new exercises for day one. Just one where I did thirty repetitions moving my ankle like a windshield wiper. That one was interesting I guess. ...

Ready for another installment of completely negative lessons? I learned that your reputation precedes you. Once a loser, always a loser. Makes it hard to make friends that way. Oh well. Accepted. You find something that you might actually be decently good at, but everyone decides to think otherwise and bring you down because they can’t imagine you being good at anything. Once a loser, always a loser. High school was better than college. Strange to say, considering the two lessons above stemmed from high school. ...