I didn't take the straight road into physiotherapy. I took the long one - and it's the whole reason I treat injuries the way I do.
Cabinet maker, then plumber, then labourer. I left school certain I wasn't the study type - looking back, I think I was just scared of what would happen if I actually pushed myself. So I kept the bar low. I put on weight, my joints ached, and my back felt more fragile than it had any right to at that age.
Then, chronically injured and told by everyone to rest, I sat down with a physio who finally said the thing that changed everything: the resting was the problem - not the scans. He loaded the exact things I'd been avoiding. It worked. That's the day I decided to do this for other people.
The standard I brought to professional change-rooms is the standard you get in the clinic - no shortcuts, no guesswork.
Most pain isn't damage, and it isn't age - it's capacity. Somewhere along the way, life started asking more of your body than you'd built it to handle, and it broke in the gap.
So I don't chase the sore spot with endless passive treatment. I find why it happened, calm it down, and rebuild you past the point that keeps failing - until your body can handle whatever you throw at it.
I'm in my own comeback right now - rebuilding my own capacity, chasing my own goals, one session in the bank at a time. It keeps me honest. I won't ask you to do anything I'm not doing myself.
Same-week appointments. It starts with a proper assessment.