My shoulder, seven weeks later...

On December 15, I badly hurt my left shoulder following a hit and run ski accident in Park City. 

For reasons that are just tied to my stubborn and macho attitudes, I didn’t go to see a doctor, refused to ice the injured area, even took an extra run after the accident. 

That’s how I paid the price of not being able to put and take off my ski boots by myself at first, and suffered sort of a martyr in bed for at least five weeks. 

This is not the first time I act like this and I sincerely hope it will be the very last. By the way, I’m only starting to feel much better now, but still stand at 90% of full recovery…