First of all, Gary was an Italian craftsman with tape. He just made?art out of tape jobs. You can tell when people love what they do,?and he loved his craft. No matter where the tape was going—finger,?ankle—he made it look beautiful. If the tape had bubbles or bumps,?Gary would unwrap it and start again. Everything had to be smooth,?had to be perfect. He was a master, and I gave him a lot of?opportunities to practice.

He’s not the only trainer who was vital to my well-being. Judy Seto?was critical, as was my neuromuscular therapist,?Barrence Baytos. I had a great team of people around me.

They were obsessive about their own crafts, which made it easy for?me to trust them. Once I trusted them, I listened to my body, and it?told me they were doing good work. I felt better, stronger, and more?prepared when I worked with them.