The day started at Bob Evans, like most Sundays, and then we all headed to the compound. Today was bench day for everyone except me. I watched from the sidelines and did my stretches and therapy movements again. Being sidelined sucks but I keep reminding myself to be patient and things will get back to normal. I've had a number of training related injuries and this was my third surgery because of them. With each one I learn more about what I can endure, what my mind and body can take. I embrace those lessons and keep moving forward. I'm doing that now but I've also had thoughts of how much more am I willing to go through and how will it end. I don't mean end like die I mean end like when will I no longer be able to be competitive....I don't have an answer for those questions.