Thursday, July 26, 2012

Farm Town

So I strained both of my calf muscles. It was one of those blistering hot days we had around here nearly two (now four) weeks ago. I decided to wait until the heat was at its peak for the day, around 3 pm. I won't drag the story out. I'm envisioning a Charoits of Fire style narrative retelling, but I don't want to relive the moment any more than is necessary. I pulled the left one first, tried to walk it off and then pulled the right. I have since healed the calf muscles, and now I did something to my right knee.  This running thing has really done a number on me.  I'm fairly used to picking up sports etc. with ease, but this has me feeling OLD.

I've resolved to keep at it, no matter how hopeless it seems.  I rode my bike today pulling Jonas in a double baby trailer.  We did about three miles around noon.  I've tried some exercises in the pool.  I've tried lifting weights with my legs.  A little voice enters my head and says, "Do everything BUT running." and it briefly reminds me of my writing life lately (talking, blogging, teaching, but not actually DOING).

To paraphrase Mitch Hedberg It's like I spent my whole life trying to be a really good stand up comic, and they're like, can you write?  It's stuff that is related to stand up comedy, but it isn't stand up comedy. It's like if I spent my whole life becoming a great chef, and someone says, Mitch you're a great chef... can you farm?  

I feel like a farmer lately.