11/08/2026
Today I had surgery on my right knee: a partial meniscectomy to remove the damaged part of my medial meniscus.
Nothing dramatic. Nothing compared with the vascular surgery I went through last year.
Just another reminder that the body keeps a record of the life we live.
For most of my life, I’ve trained hard.
Football, Kickboxing, Muay Thai, Strength training, BJJ. Thousands of hours hitting pads, kicking bags, lifting weights, sparring, drilling, competing, pushing, pulling, twisting, jumping, falling and getting back up.
I wouldn’t take those years back because they are part of who I am today. They shaped my body, my mind, my career, my life.
But there is a price sometimes.
Bodies change, joints wear and tear, while recovery takes longer. And longer. And eventually you realise that staying active for life isn’t about trying to preserve the body you had at 25.
It’s about adapting and re-learning how to work with the body you have right here, right now.
That requires something slightly different from toughness.
It requires resilience.
Resilience isn’t stubbornly doing what you’ve always done. Resilience is bouncing back while accepting that something has changed.
Adapting your training and finding other ways of moving. Dropping an exercise you love and discovering one you can still do.
Training around an injury instead of fighting against it.
Taking a few steps backwards when necessary, without convincing yourself that you’re going backwards in life.
In the last years, resilience meant dealing with something much bigger: hip replacement, peripheral artery disease, repeated angioplasties and then a major vascular surgery.
Today it means a damaged meniscus, a small operation and another rehabilitation.
Different scale. Same principle.
The objective isn’t to keep doing everything I did when I was younger. The objective is to keep doing as much as I can, for as long as I can.
Maybe a little differently. Maybe a little smarter. But keep going.
The body changes, but we adapt. And we thrive.