Ankle Injury Ramblings

It would be nice to post something positive about running. Another ankle flare up. This time the left one was feeling neglected so decided to develop tendinitis due to some calcification along one of the tendons. The pain and swelling are finally, mostly gone, thanks to a daily mega dose of a NSAID drug and an ankle brace. If only there was a vaccine for aging ankles! 

So after pouting about it for a few days, okay, more than a few days, I'm back on an exercise routine. One that I hate, strength training. As I tell my beloved trainer, runners run. Her stupid reply is, yes and smart ones strength train. Sometimes I really hate her, but she is committed to my goal of running until I can't, and I think she's more determined than I am to see that the can't doesn't happen. 

So today was the first of that workout. I took it easy knowing that tomorrow and even more so the next day, I'd be sore. Build up gradually, same for building mileage. 

So, how about some fun stuff. 

Rachel and I spent the weekend RV camping at Kahneeta hot springs. Kasey and the grandkids came up for a night and we basically spent the weekend in the pool with breaks for mini golf.Too much fun spending time with those two. 

  Wonder what secrets they are telling Gramma?

I learned today that a childhood friend died earlier this week. I'm not close to many of my hometown or high school friends but he was someone I reconnected with on Facebook, like so many of us do, and he was as refreshing of a connection as he was a friend back in my early years. I hate it when the world loses good people.  

Sorry the fun ended so soon! 

I hate it when bad people exploit others, especially those whom Jesus would offer love and compassion.  This country is barely recognizable to the one I studied about and grew up with. It more and more resembles those we fought against. What has happened to the belief in the common good, when we support those in need, we all rise together.

 

I don't understand the hate that has permeated much of the country. I guess it always there, but suppressed? I see it in people who I've known my entire life, family members who I looked up to, but not now. I don't understand what caused it to surface. Why are people who are coming here to keep their families safe, have a better live, much like those on the Mayflower, so despised? They contribute to our economy more than they take from it. We accept automation taking jobs away, but hate that they take jobs away that we don't want to do, letting crops rot on the vines and in the fields. Oh, but lets go to other countries and spread the gospel that God loves you, only if you believe like us. Yet claim suppression of religious freedom when others want to believe in other ways here in our country. I don't understand it. It wasn't my upbringing, and I grew up in a conservative midwest small town.