I smashed my finger over the weekend. The pain was so intense that it made me happy. F. Sometimes I use that initial. I said F after the pain.

My wife wanted the treadmill moved from the garage to the basement. A treadmill weighs just under 6000 pounds.

Anyway, every time I type a key that requires the right ring finger, the purple finger, I cry a little.

F.

I talk a lot about Good Pain. That’s when you know you have to go through some pain to end up at a good place. Maybe you have to work through the weekend. Maybe you have to have a tough conversation with someone who doesn’t get it.

Good Pain is unpleasant. Like this finger.

I hear there is nothing you can do for a broken finger. I used a popsicle stick and two Sponge Bob band-aids as a splint. It looked as dumb as it sounds.