Thursday, May 31, 2007

Me, yesterday...

John's 39th Bday_20070530_0002_1_pshop edit

According to the candles on the very yummy chocolate cake that my wife baked for me, I was eight years old yesterday. Add thirty one and you'll get the correct age. Jaysus! Am I middle aged? I certainly don't feel it. In fact, I don't mind getting older at all. When I examine the life cycle balance sheet, things seem better now than when I was twenty one. I'm certainly fitter (not skinnier though), healthier and happier now, although twenty one was indeed a great year. Definitely happier than twenty four. That was not a banner year. It involved prolonged involuntary celibacy. And poverty.

On the subject of being fitter - my bike training has been rudely interrupted by a bum knee. The left one. Given the mileage I have been doing, a sore knee might not be unexpected, but no, I somehow managed strain or tear the cartilage (don't you love the somewhat vague diagnosis that modern medicine provides), doing yoga. For those of you who think yoga is a mild form of exercise, go try it and report back to me.

Being a complete idiot, even though my knee was a little sore, I cycled forty miles last Saturday. I presumed that the lack of any pain during the ride was a good sign. I presumed wrong, way wrong. On Sunday my knee was so swollen I had to tie it down to stop it floating away, and any move in the wrong direction resulted in sharp pain. This was how I ended on the morning of my thirty ninth year on this planet, in the doctor's office having my knee twisted hither and thither. The good news is that, despite the pain, it seems mild enough; I was worried it might be a torn meniscus. The bad news is I am going to have to stay off the bike for at least 10 days, which really screws up my training schedule. Just when I was starting to feel strong. I have no choice but to roll with it. Ice and ibuprofen are my new best buddies. As a good friend puts it whenever something goes belly up, "How bad can it be, it’s not like someone died..."

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Blogger Kav said...

Happy birthday John. That whole keeping fit thing, I really need to get back into it. Once you get past the initial agony, it feels great. I just can't bring myself to lep that barrier at the moment.

Hope the oul injuries heal up soon.

By the way, my mother's big into her yoga - she's the equivalent of a black belt in it - and I know how gruelling it can be.

2:56 PM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Thanks Mr. Kavanagh. Just do it, (now wouldn't that be a good marketing slogan). When I moved to SF from Cape Cod, I had spent the previous 3 months smoking eating and drinking. A friend to me to Yosemite and we did the not inconsequential, (read, very hard), hike up to Yosemite waterfall. Laugh? I nearly died, from heart failure. It is the only time in my life that I have been truly unfit, it didn't feel good. The fags were given up and sports were resumed. You are right its hard to start, but once the routine is established it makes your life so much better. For me it is a key component of good mental health.

Black belt in yoga, I'll be tittering away at that one all evening.

Speaking of, if you are trying to get back in shape order some of Rodney Yee's yoga DVD's on amazon, he has very good beginner ones. Its a real sport for life, and it will change your life, (and your head), if you stick to it.

3:31 PM  
Anonymous derfen said...

Happy Birthday John ! Congrats on being middle-aged !

I've started cycling again since we moved here to Albuquerque. It's all hills around the area where we live, so i'm suffering for a few sedentary years with minimal exercise. I went and got a bike seat for the nipper, so as well as carrying my 30lbs extra, i've also got to carry his 27lbs. He loves it though, and i'm getting a workout, i've been on/off with quitting the fags for about a year now, so it's about time to bite the bullet and quit entirely now.

7:56 AM  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Happy birthday dude, fine looking cake!

9:15 AM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Derfen - know what you mean, I worked as a bike courier when I moved to SF first and I couldn't believe the hills. Get ya fit though.

FMC - Thanks for the felicitations!

1:17 PM  
Anonymous copernicus said...

Ice is not your friend. I think it can really fuck up a joint to ice it. The swelling will go down itself, but the ice can do long-term damage.

6:43 AM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Dunno about that Copernicus. Ice has been my friend in the past. My understanding is ice for the first 48 hrs, and from the on in it depends on the injury. I'd love to hear your reasoning - seeing as I manage to injure myself every other month :(

8:27 AM  

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