Found poem: The Body Bites Back
Picked out a wee found poem on the eve of my latest late diagnosis, with a little help from The Skinny magazine’s perfectly timed “The Sports Issue”.

The Body Bites Back
Forget runners’ high.
I’m backflipping through physical exhaustion while devastating medical professionals explain away my personal experience.
how can this Body be crumbling ruins?
a lifelong journey of battling sport’s complex balance
craving
support
a foothold
come back to me, Health.