CrippleCamping or Following Dr.'s orders
Twas at the physician's the other day for a 6 month. Right looks good, left pretty good, NO jogging!
Next stop was PT. She says looks good, but you need to do some walking on uneven surfaces, preferably carrying some extra weight.
HMMMMMMMMMMM, walking on an uneven surface, carrying weight...
what could I possibly do to accomplish that???
Well, your ever resourceful ninny, never one to question authority or shirk my medicinal duty, set out to achieve inner peace and healing.
I loaded up the backpack with some essentials, then upon finding that it didn't weigh quite enough proceeded to fill it full of totally useless yet amazingly heavy crap.
After driving aimlessly for a while I found an idyllic site.
complete with wildlife
After trudging up my medically approved path for a ways I decided to seek lodging.
Looking down I realized that I was not the only one who thought this a likely napping spot.
As night fell I realized the wisdom of my heavy load when I reclined on a solid 3" of air mattress comfort.
Whilst dining on blueberry pastry I contemplated the starry starry night.
The morning broke clear and cool.......... and quiet as a tomb. Not a sound. Nothing.
22 deer (all does) and 7 elk (not a spike amongst them)later I decided to call it a night. But first, just for fun, one last look.
Family of five heading south (the truck was north). Looks like a calf, a cow, a bull, what about those other two?
What the hay, I love re-habbing in the dark.
I take off at a fast CrippleWaddle (look for it at the '12 games) only in closing the distance I find myself lower and looking up they are now no longer visible and neither is anything else. Ah well, more uneven surface with weight for me.
Next stop was PT. She says looks good, but you need to do some walking on uneven surfaces, preferably carrying some extra weight.
HMMMMMMMMMMM, walking on an uneven surface, carrying weight...
what could I possibly do to accomplish that???
Well, your ever resourceful ninny, never one to question authority or shirk my medicinal duty, set out to achieve inner peace and healing.
I loaded up the backpack with some essentials, then upon finding that it didn't weigh quite enough proceeded to fill it full of totally useless yet amazingly heavy crap.
After driving aimlessly for a while I found an idyllic site.
complete with wildlife
After trudging up my medically approved path for a ways I decided to seek lodging.
Looking down I realized that I was not the only one who thought this a likely napping spot.
As night fell I realized the wisdom of my heavy load when I reclined on a solid 3" of air mattress comfort.
Whilst dining on blueberry pastry I contemplated the starry starry night.
The morning broke clear and cool.......... and quiet as a tomb. Not a sound. Nothing.
22 deer (all does) and 7 elk (not a spike amongst them)later I decided to call it a night. But first, just for fun, one last look.
Family of five heading south (the truck was north). Looks like a calf, a cow, a bull, what about those other two?
What the hay, I love re-habbing in the dark.
I take off at a fast CrippleWaddle (look for it at the '12 games) only in closing the distance I find myself lower and looking up they are now no longer visible and neither is anything else. Ah well, more uneven surface with weight for me.
posted by The petulant ninny at 1:03 PM
4 Comments:
What!? No Crocs?! The rehab is working!
You forgot the part where your distressed wife phoned all of your friends in a frenzied search.
Let me replay it for you... Do you know where he went? How far did he have to hike in? Did he bring enough food if he couldn't make it out? What if he got something? He can't carry it out by himself. Does he know how much transfat is in those blueberry pastries?
Wife forgot that the crippling made you slower and would therefore cause you to return home.... later.
I don't if I should be happy the hubby of mine didn't draw out for the hunts and endure your insane rehab. Or wish that he were there to make rabid possibly a little less nervous.
Although we do know my hubby and he can be just as insane as you!
I am trying to imagine it all. From beginning to this point. With the initial shock and pain, to the grueling hours spent lying, waiting and hoping to get to life again.
Did the crisp mountain air smell crisper? Were the deer droppings more obvious for you to track?
Now, I would like some info about this election. Without you, I am lost, and squandering to find my own dirt on each candidate. How about the next topic be: CREDIT DEFAULT SWAPS.
Here is a book taylor made for the midday doldrums.
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