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11.13.2008

Rupturing the Achilles, Part 1

Wednesday, October 13th

I was a young man, 35 :), and I was playing volleyball. It wasn't much of a game - the team we were playing was pretty weak, and we were playing down to their level. We were in our third game, and I was playing in the middle of the back row, and when the other team hit a short shot, I took a quick step backwards to push forward toward the ball. Oops.

I felt, as so many have said, that I'd been kicked in the back of the leg. I knew immediately what had happened.

I wasn't a young man anymore.

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