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Who’s To Blame? Balancing Performance Enhancement With Injury Risk Reduction

I’m probably going to catch a lot of flack for this e-mail, but here goes anyway. In early March of this year, I scrubbed in to observe a surgery with Tampa Bay Rays Team Doctor Koko Eaton. I wanted to see a Tommy John (ulnar collateral ligament) reconstruction. Over my 20 years as a practicing Physical Therapist, I had seen every injury imaginable. I had observed lots of different surgical procedures, but I had never seen a Tommy John surgery. I wanted to see this particular surgery...

And They Call It a Woody: Station Wagons and the Danger of Looking Back

When I was 10 years old we were stationed at Yokota Air Force Base near Tokyo, Japan. We had 2 family vehicles. One was a 1968 sky blue VW Bug that would become my first vehicle when I got my drivers license 6 years later. The other was a nondescript black 4-door sedan. My father had purchased it off some guy he knew. It had no distinguishing features. It wasn’t cool or sexy. It was simply…a car. I called it plain car. Having served 4 years in Japan, it was time for us to return to the...

Potty Training, Guided Discovery, and Individual Freedom

In the spring of 1993, I was in my last semester of Physical Therapy school in San Antonio, Texas. I spent nearly every waking hour studying, so my wife, Kathy had to manage our household and provide most of the care for our son, Ty, who was 2 years old. Even though it was a stressful time, Kathy and I made sure we carved out time to be together as a family. Every day after dinner we would walk to the tennis courts in our apartment complex, and Ty and I would toss a tennis ball back and...

Born To Be Wild! Why Objective Measurement is Crucial

When I was 8 years old I lived on a military base just outside of Tokyo, Japan. It wasn't safe for us to go outside the gates of the installation without our parents, but inside the barbed-wire lined fences all the military brats roamed free and had complete run of the place. During the summers, we would leave our houses at 8 am and cruise around the entire base on our bicycles like a preadolescent motorcycle gang. We had a television, but all the shows spoke Japanese, so when the sun came up...

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