Blood, Sweat & Trail Mix
Every year there are certain events cemented in my calendar. My fantasy basketball draft. My fantasy football draft. My fantasy baseball draft. My annual physical exam. Fortunately, all four of those events have brought very positive results in the past. But not every year. Like the year I drafted Darko Milicic over Carmelo Anthony. Or the year I passed on some guy named Jerry Rice. Or the year that I released Roy Halladay. Or the year that my blood test came back with a high ferritin count. When the doctor told me my ferritin level had exceeded the limit, I thought she was making a joke about the little weaselly house pet. Oh. Ferritin. Not ferret. My bad. Biology was not my strong suit, either time I took it. When the doctor starts reading off the results to your blood test and there’s no punch line at the end, you listen loud and clear. Ferritin is the protein in the human body that stores iron and apparently I was storing too much. She had me go to a lo...