I injured my right knee racing across Pico Blvd in 2002 after a first date with a girl at Milk n Honey. We were driving separately to that great theater on Sunset Blvd, the Arclight.<\/p>\n
Ever since then, my knee hasn’t felt right and it gives me trouble when it gets too much of a workout and when it gets not enough of a workout.<\/p>\n
I strained it doing yoyos in Alexander Technique this past week but don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I’m still 100% for blogging.<\/p>\n
I just need a little feminine attention.<\/p>\n
Bloggers blog. It’s blogging season. I’ll be on the field.<\/p>\n
I did this interview with JTA:<\/p>\n
Q. How’s the knee?
\nA. I’ll be fine. There’s nothing wrong with it.<\/p>\n
Q. How much pain are you in?
\nA. Not much.<\/p>\n
Q. Will it hobble you at all?
\nA. No. It will be 100 percent.<\/p>\n
Q. Is it a basketball-type deal where you rolled it?
\nA. It just takes a couple of days. I suspect it wll be back to normal at the end of the day today or tomorrow.<\/p>\n
Q. Will you be careful with it in practice today?
\nA. We’ll see when I get there, but I’m sure I’ll be fine. I was dropping back earlier and it felt good. I can do everything.<\/p>\n
Q. Would you even call it a sprain?
\nA. I don’t know.<\/p>\n
Q. You aren’t worried about it?
\nA. No, it’s fine. I wouldn’t suspect that it will have any bearing whatsoever on anything really.<\/p>\n
My left shoulder has felt compacted the past few months. Dunno what’s up with that. But I’m fine, really.<\/p>\n
Oh, and some of my toes hurt. Where the nail meets the flesh, it’s a bit tender.<\/p>\n
The bottoms of my feet too are tender. I still have lingering plantar fascitis. But I’m totally ready to blog at the top of my game.<\/p>\n
Bring the popcorn!<\/p>\n
So, yes, I am among the Orthodox Jewish bloggers working today, getting ready to declare G-d King. I have giggling schoolgirls outside my gate cooing at me but my concentration is solely upon holy matters.<\/p>\n
I sustained some bruises while doing yoga at the hovel last night. It can become a full contact sport. One can’t be too careful when the kundalini starts rising. But I’m fine. I just need some feminine attention and I’ll be my old self in no time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I injured my right knee racing across Pico Blvd in 2002 after a first date with a girl at Milk n Honey. We were driving separately to that great theater on Sunset Blvd, the Arclight. Ever since then, my knee … Continue reading