I don't tend to dwell too much on the past but today is a big anniversary! Right about now, 2 years ago, I was at the wedding of some friends on the island of St. Martin and at about midnight was dancing when I spontaneously ruptured both Achilles tendons... the rest is history. If this thing bought me the year in Japan it was well worth the disappointment at a vacation cut short and 8 weeks in a wheelchair. I think we must look at the worst of times as a thing that moves us forward.