I'm watching the Olympics. It's bizarre to see athletes there in my old sport whose asses I used to kick--I mean, really hand it to them. The Olympics was my dream, my goal... and then, it wasn't. For me, it was that I found other things more important- like education, like the rest if my life. I might post more on this later, as I watch them compete, but there you go. I know now- I was damn good, and I would have been good enough.
Okay, fine, you can email me at graceandpressure [at] yahoo [dot] com. Don't all flood me with emails at once, you know. If you're emailing about craniosynostosis, put it in the subject, and I'll respond quicker. Deal? Deal.