Music: Old Crow Medicine Show: Tell it to me
My early posts typically looked like this, in order:
Ramblesome analogy, pictures, corny jokes worked into extended metaphor about my knee, and you, reader, have something like 11 seconds worth of ‘oh I see what he did there’ before you move on with your general internet perusal.
Now they, clearly, they more resemble like this:
Pointed reflection, astute observation about the human condition, award winning writing, community opinion influencing social commentary, life changing extended metaphors about my knee and high brow humor only for the educated.
I’m so good that I have been called the songbird of my generation. Also I saw my son use a bicycle as a weapon today.
Man I’m doing such great things.
No? Well, perhaps then I’ll just hire someone to write better jokes.
Physical therapists are essentially really chipper torturers. Part of the new routine they have me doing is Turkish get-ups. Lie on you back, hold a weight in the air, and stand up. Simple. Except, as the physical therapists know, you are equally as likely to stand up as you are to crash into a wall.
Isn’t a Turkish get up what the Ice Queen fed to Edmond in the Narnia books? ahem…
Yes, my fitness models are consistently better looking than I am. This is by design.
Among other things, I’m doing about 10 of these. Form is important, as my attractive model will show. It does teach you how to stand up again, so on the bright side, I no longer look and feel like a turtle trapped on his back when I try to stand up.
If I could just…a little further…huuuurhhh
I’m not cleared for running yet, but we are going to test for that this week or next. I believe the blah blah blah has to be strengthened blah blah blah certain extent blah blah. You can bet I’ll be ready. I want to start running and not top. I want to run for hours every day, feel the air in my (now bearded because it’s fall) face and the pavement beneath my feet. Sorry blog friends but I want to put down this blog and do fun things that feed my soul. So give the go ahead and you’ll never catch me. Almost there.
Last week I gave you Tyrion because it was something I had been wanting to work into the blog. This gave me the brilliant idea to work some of my other favorite things I have been wanting to work into the blog and couldn’t figure out a way to: Here is Jason Bourne beating up a guy with a book, and eventually a bath towel. I have nothing on how that relates to my knee, other than my close quarters kung fu has clearly been hampered by ACL recovery.
Best I can do:
Sometimes when life gives you lemons, you have to hit life in the face with a book.
Knowledge can be powerful if struck with an elbow.
Matt Damon REALLY takes his summer reading seriously.
I heard in the next generation of the movies Jason Bourne beats up a guy with an iPad.
“No, The HUNGER GAMES was better!”, “HARRY POTTER!”
Want more Olympics? I recently wrote about some of my favorite obscure sports at the hammer sports blog.
Stay tuned! When I’m running you’ll know it. Or you won’t. Because I’ll be running.
The ACL Bomb 