Shin splints

Have any of you ever had shin splints? What do they feel like?

I've been feeling a lot of pain in my shins for the last year or so, and only today have I realized it might not be normal. I always try to get enough rest in between training sessions, but it isn't always possible. Besides, I won't stop living just for a couple stress fractures. All the boxing/running/biking has not helped, I'm sure, but surely I am healthy and young enough to have fun without getting all the pain that I get. Is it normal, or am I overreacting?

And I will NOT get a massage. I have a big problem with massages.

Nat.

PS: I desperately want to go canoeing on lake Ontario or Huron and need a paddling partner.

Salsa

Tonight I am going out to salsa for the first time in a long time! And what's better? I was invited! Nothing better than to just follow, as opposed to being in charge. Now all that's missing is David and Steph.

Children

I've been thinking a lot about children lately. Wait, let me clear that up; I mean I've been thinking a lot about NOT having children lately. In fact, I've been trying to figure out a reason why I should be in a relationship at all. Everyone, and I mean every single person I know who has a partner is unhappy. Most of them are divorced, or on the verge of separation, and the others are miserable for one reason or another.

And here I was, thinking that a partner should be a happy thing in one's life.

Anyhoo, back to the children thing. I've never really liked 'em. Why is that? Is there a cure? There's got to be a good reason why people hav'em, right? Must be because they will take care of you when you are old and unable to provide for yourself.

No one will be taking care of me. Then, what will happen?

Oh, hello there...

Dear friends,

I've never been fond of writing. So, naturally, I decided to create this blog. I've always been good at doing stuff I don't like, so it seemed like the obvious thing to do. In all seriousness, this might end up being useful in helping me organize my thoughts and actually remember things. Those of you who know me well will know that I forget things too easily. In fact, my life so far seems like one gigantic blurr to me.

I dare myself to even remember to write on this blog, to help me remember the things I want to remember.

There.

Nat