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Injuries force you to do strange things

Since my stupid injury a few weeks ago this is the pose I've been in. Sitting and reading.

No running

No biking

Been an unwilling participant in that thing called Physical Therapy. I used to love my PT because I would see steady improvement in my prior condition. Not this time. This stupid tendon issue just won't quit. I'll have a few days of good stretching, good strengthening and little to no pain only to be hit out of the blue with horrible pain and lack of mobility.

So I sit. I read. I mope. I drink tea. All of my athletic magazines showed up a couple of weeks ago. Triathlete, Runner's World, Bicycling.

I am obviously so sad that I can only sit in my yard and read the magazine instead of implement the workouts contained within it. And although you can't see it, I am sitting on a pack of frozen peas that are stuffed down my pants. Yep, it is party-central over here in NorCal.

My current reads are War and Peace, World without End, and some smut I am too e…