Running can get you through a lot of life's bullshit. And then one day you're hurt and have to stop, and suddenly you're standing naked in front of your mirror wondering who you are without it. What's the point of life? We're not here to make you feel better. That's your job. This is just a place to vent for a sec.
Fill in what you know. Skip what you don't. This isn't fixing anything. We just wanna tell you something.
Tell us your injury and what tone you want to hear.
Doesn't have to be clinical. "My foot hates me" is fine.
Vent here. You know you wanna.
Gentle
Soft, warm, gives you space
Honest
Real and direct, no fluff
No-nonsense
Blunt, a little funny, still caring
Finding the right words...