What Rehab Is Teaching Me About Making Bad Investments
For as long as I can remember, I have been an enthusiastic participant in sports. To be clear, I'm not a great athlete (in fact, I'm the only one of Flybridge's five general partners that wasn't a varsity athlete in college), just good enough to participate passionately and aggressively like the prototypical weekend warrior. During any of my amateur sports efforts -- whether competing in mini-triathlons, tackling hard ski runs or trying to jump the wake while Water-skiing -- I've always enjoyed pushing myself and approaching the task fearlessly. This week, for reasons that will become clear shortly, I was reflecting on why it is that I am so fearless as a competitor, even as I've gotten older. I came up with two reasons. First, I'm not afraid of losing or failing and, second, I'm not afraid of getting hurt. The former is probably because winning has never my ultimate objective, but rather the fun of competing and the enjoyment of achieving some level of mastery. And I've probably never been afraid of getting hurt because I've never gotten hurt. I've been simply very lucky. That is, until 6 weeks ago when a collision during a Saturday morning pick-up basketball game caused my ACL tendon to rupture. My luck ran out.
