My morning has not started as well as I hoped for. The pain was immediate and sharp, even before I rolled out of bed and tried to get on my feet gracefully. (Graceful? Not any more.) It’s now an hour later and the pain has abated somewhat because of the ibuprofen; a double dose. And I suppose the coffee has helped a little bit as well. Must give credit where credit is due. But…attitude adjustment is needed; I’m definitely depressed. As I was waiting in the car at the post office yesterday, I watched an elder exit his car slowly and then hobble into the building, his cane tap, tap, tapping. Is that me? It’s at times like this that the thought of my completing another marathon seems as unlikely as my visiting the moon.
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