It sits on my dresser and I've looked at it daily for the past 15 months. And I'm still working on taking that message to heart. I'm maybe 85-90% there. I have no idea why I bought it when I did. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I have no idea why I'm still in pain. I have no idea why I can't run. But I do know that I'm no longer a runner. Funny how 10 years ago I couldn't have cared less about that. I'm trying not to care that much right now. I'm almost there.
Some of my current obsessions include:
my Vibram FiveFingers and barefooting
Monopoly...the little guy and I play a lot