What followed was of course surgery, with several screws, and a lot of reconstruction. My doctor told me I wouldn't be putting any weight on my leg for at least 3 months. But he wanted me to go to physical therapy starting 2 weeks after surgery to work on keeping as much muscle as I could. I crutched into the PT's office and for the first time knew I was going to be OK. My PT walks up wearing her VFF's and we started talking about running, mid-foot strike, etc. She knew where I wanted to be and how difficult it is to go from an active life to barely moving.
PT has been tough and she has constantly thrown new things at me (many straight out of Eric's exercises) but I could always see where she was trying to get me. Last week she put me on the treadmill and told me the only reason I can start running is because I use a mid-foot strike which delivers less shock to my bones. It wasn't pretty, or fast, or long, but I ran for the first time in almost 4 months. It was an amazing feeling. I have such a long way to go to fully recover, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now. I am a runner again.