It started a few weeks ago. There we were, running along without a care in the world – or so I thought – when all of a sudden my leg refused to take another step. Just stopped right there, right then.
I was very patient to begin with and tried my best to treat my leg with understanding and compassion. I even asked if it thought we should consider therapy but it indicated that everything was fine. In fact, we went out that very day for a run and things were OK for a little while. But then it started to resist; to fall behind. It was almost as if it did not want to be seen with me. Was embarrassed to be in my presence. I think it might be seeing other legs.
I have decided to give my leg some distance. Play hard to get. When I stretch, I really just go through the motions with that leg while my other leg gets all my attention. And I have started seeing my arms and abs again.
I know this is just a short-term solution and that I do have to deal with the reality of my situation. I have booked an appointment with a therapist for this week but I am not telling my leg because obviously it will just refuse to come with me. Perhaps I will just tell it we’re going for a walk in the park …
Daily Spiel Chick
Why spell check doesn't always work: 'The stares were rickety.' Unless the ones staring had diseased eyes, this probably isn't right.
