I’m going to be completely honest with you. I didn’t make this pizza. My best friend and I took a very necessary trip to Vancouver B.C. where we did lots of walking and a 6 mile bike ride around Stanley Park. Needless to say my silly knee …

I hate the number four. Four.  Four years ago I stepped in a hole in my backyard. My right knee locked and the journey began. Four. Four knee surgeries between January 2013 and February 2016. Four. Four years since I went to physical therapy for …

If you’ve seen me over the last 3 1/2 years, chances are one of the first things you noticed was my ever-present knee brace, complete with a hinge on each side and velcro straps to keep it from sliding down to my ankle. Two weeks …