I got hurt a few months ago. It didn't seem like a devastating injury at the time but I learned how significant - and complicated - it was in the weeks that followed. Tore all three glute muscles, including a detached minimus (look it up if you're curious... hard to skate without it) by hanging up on a mini-ramp. So dumb yet so predictable. Surgical repair would have been a long, idle recovery. And for what? To get back to 100? 100% is unattainable at my age, compounded with all the decades of other damage. So I chose a relatively new procedure (MFAT) that promotes re-growth of muscles by transferring fat from your back. No guarantees but worth a try. At this point "there is too much past and not enough future" to waste time chasing a younger self. And it is not lost on me how lucky I am to have access to such medical advances, and that I can afford the treatment. So here is the state of things for those who are interested: I'm exactly 3 weeks out from the procedure, and now skating (and surfing) at a level that is [s]lower than before, but enough to experience that intangible feeling we strive for, as a generation that found salvation through skateboarding. And although I hate to admit it, I took one slam yesterday which gave me validation that I'm still here pushing these [new] boundaries, and eventually made this alley-oop feeble that I was mentally obsessing over during these last few weeks of recovery. I woke up this morning with a swellbow, a stiff neck and a wink of contentment. See you at @Tony Hawk’s Vert Alert
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