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Are there things in your life that you have now that you can't "live without?"  I'm talking about activity, material items, things of this nature.  Not family members, etc.  I have a two examples, my life has changed drastically over the past year.

I haven't gone into much here (not much point), I think I mentioned it to Brian once in passing, but my doctor pulled my ability to fight about 10 months ago.  I suffered a concussion during a fight.  The symptoms remained long enough to make him nervous and also made my preexisting migraine headaches worse.  This brought about diet changes, including having to give up coffee.  Anyone who knows me understands this is a huge deal.  Coffee producing nations depended on my consumption.

Around October I received the talk I knew was coming.  "You need to stop...forever."  At this point, I also hadn't been able to do any type of training in months.  Any type of physical activity made my symptoms worse. I thought I would go crazy, I really did.  It's funny, when someone asks "who are you" - how do you answer the question?  I found my personal definition often times included being a fighter.  Just showing up at my dirty gym, no fan fare and squaring off; those fights showed me a lot about myself.  Staring across at someone larger, better trained, younger...and wondering "what is he looking at?"  I didn't measure wins and losses by the times by hand was raised.  It's hard to understand.

"You need to stop...forever" really sucked to hear.  I was resistant to hear it.

Five months later I miss it, but not like I thought I would.  My symptoms have cleared to where I am training again.  I feel as though I am coming out of a fog, finally, and thinking more clearly than I have in a long time.  I've replaced fighting with running and cross training.  I'm doing a bunch of 10K races this summer and will be doing my first half marathon this fall.  I'm also doing obstacle course type races, like the Spartan Race (http://www.spartanrace.com/).  I'm finally headed back to the Dojo this weekend, although I still haven't been cleared for even light Kata (and I don't think I ever will be). 

I've been fighting as long as I can remember, literally, between boxing and karate.  Walking away five months ago seemed impossible.  I don't know if I've merely redirected myself into other passions or if I'm truly healing and accepting I can no longer "do it?"

What say you?  Stories of something you have lost and learned to live with / accepted?

Red meat - I used to refuse to eat yard bird,and only thing I liked from a pig was bacon ham,and sausage..I've had maybe 3-4 slip ups in about a year and half...
Soda- I used to live on the stuff..
My old truck that I sold last month - Some of my friends thought they were going to have to bury me in that truck...

My odd ball kooky answer
Relationships (2 parts )-
(Part 1) The ability to be alone,and just fine..I don't want to date anyone, I'm not seeking to date anyone,I don't want anyone in my life,I don't need anyone in my life.
(part 2) The people I've known and thought of as family,because I've known them so long...Are out of life,except for in my memories of them.