So I blew out my knew last weekend, playing hacky-sack. It slowed me down quite a bit, and I think I've done my damage to my poor meniscus. It's already been trimmed down once, and I hope I don't have to do it again.
I've been off it, and probably won't be trying any more hacky sack for a while. Running, however, doesn't seem to agitate it much.
No playlist, I was listening to the Red Sox-Yankees on the tune-o-matic. The sweep took the sting out of the Celtics getting tied up with the Bulls. Actually, I'm a lot happier about how the Sox are doing in any event.
Tonight I headed out over the big hill towards Chewacla and back.
Time out 22:04.
Does anyone really care if I go jogging or not?
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