This thread is about giving up things against your will. Specifically I’m looking for encouraging, optimistic stories! My story: I’m slowly facing the sad truth. I’ve been a runner nearly all my life but it’s all catching up to me. In the last year I’ve had iliotibial band syndrome, a possible torn meniscus in my knee, and a stress fracture in my femur – I think I’ve spent more time recovering from stupid injuries than being healthy. Of course I’ve done lots of other sports but nothing beats a nice jog for convenience and an effective cardiovascular workout. Plus I just love it, I don’t want to give it up! And yet I sit here on my couch, after a short 3 mile jog earlier this evening, as my knees say, “please please, no more!” So what have you had to give up, and – more importantly – how did you come to terms with the loss?