Body of Work
In these posts, we're going to showcase a particular facet of my body that warrants some consideration.
Today, we're featuring my right ankle:
Ol' Righty has recently been making his way back from a bad high ankle sprain. Usually, he quite enjoys running with his pal Lefty, occassionally jumping, either for a rebound or to avoid a stream of water, and not being in pain. After the sprain, however, Righty wasn't able to do any of the things he loved, aside from shambling along like a deflated balloon*.
After a bit of time, though, it appears as though Righty is back on the... right track. These days, he's been up to some good adventuring, including running in the sand, maintaining his composure when my center of balance shifts, and slimming down to his usual svelte self**.
Here's to you, Righty. In the words of John Lennon, "Long may you run".
*Actually, like an overinflated balloon. He was getting his swell on.
**Two words: swimsuit season.
Today, we're featuring my right ankle:
Ol' Righty has recently been making his way back from a bad high ankle sprain. Usually, he quite enjoys running with his pal Lefty, occassionally jumping, either for a rebound or to avoid a stream of water, and not being in pain. After the sprain, however, Righty wasn't able to do any of the things he loved, aside from shambling along like a deflated balloon*.
After a bit of time, though, it appears as though Righty is back on the... right track. These days, he's been up to some good adventuring, including running in the sand, maintaining his composure when my center of balance shifts, and slimming down to his usual svelte self**.
Here's to you, Righty. In the words of John Lennon, "Long may you run".
*Actually, like an overinflated balloon. He was getting his swell on.
**Two words: swimsuit season.
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