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Dusting off my running shoes…
August 2, 2008 |
I’m off the injured reserve list. Yes, it’s lame. I went on IR 6 weeks ago and I haven’t posted anything. I could tell you that Supermutt ate my posts or that I was abducted by aliens or any number of other dreadful things. But the truth is, I was too busy wallowing in self pity and depression. I had a first metatarsal stress fracture in my left foot. I was sentenced to THE BOOT which I’m pretty sure was invented in medieval times as some sort of slow death device. They all have names designed to fool you into thinking that they are comfortable and fun to wear; the walkabout, the high tide, the hi-top, the conformer, the tenderfoot, the venture, the breeze, there’s even a camouflage one in case you need to be invisible. The cold truth is that they are neither fun or comfortable. It has been a very long 6 weeks dragging that boot around. By the end of the day you’re pretty much ready to gnaw your leg off and get fitted with a prosthetic. There are plenty of runners out there with prosthetics. Oscar Pistorius has two of them. I bet they all started off with a boot and actually did gnaw their legs off. Anyway, my sports doc said the first step is for me to be able to walk a mile in my running shoes with no pain. Once I can do that, I can start to mix in some easy jogging and increase form there.
Supermutt, for his part, has been trying his damnedest to be a good boy during all of this. At first he was really upset and didn’t understand why we weren’t going running. He would spend long periods of time standing in the kitchen staring at his running leash, occasionally glancing over at me to make sure that I saw him staring at his running leash. There have only been a few casualties, a couple shoes, a pen or two, a book. Not bad really considering Supermutts tremendous powers of destruction. He did make a new best friend, a giant Saint Bernard named Moose, that lives down the street. Supermutt and I have managed to gimp down the street so they could play a few times. Supermutt mostly ran around at very high speed until he would get close enough that Moose would reach out a giant paw and swat Supermutt, sending him flying.
Now to work off the extra 5 pounds I picked up while on IR….
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