My husband broke his ribs several years ago. Oh, oh, I thought, here it comes. And it did, the whole story. In my former unbroken and sheltered world, I'd thought it was only runners who loved to compare their injuries. I know I've spent quite a bit of time over the years searching for anyone whose running-related knee problems resembled mine.
Misery loves company.
We'd share the lost miles we'd suffered, hopes for the future, possible remedies. I'd have thought, how boring. I would have been wrong. There's probably an Internet chat room devoted to the subject. Honesty compels me to report that Interactive in the spring issue was a fizzle.