stories
one step at a time
May 2, 2021I had a bad ankle. I broke it when I was 15, a long time ago. Two weeks ago, I went to the beach and was walking on some wet rocks and a pair of flip-flops, enjoying the day and the journey. Unfortunately I slipped and caught my “good“ ankle in between the rocks and broken in four places. I literally saw the possibility of a poor recovery for my ankle flash before my eyes in the second that I heard the snap. Needless to say I was feeling a little down. I saw the Zox ad on Facebook, found this band that said one step at a time and it spoke to me. I know I have a long road to recovery with lots of PT and time healing, but I look at this message on my wrist often and it brings me to a manageable perspective. Thank you! I was meant to find this.