Sunday, January 1, 2017
Happy New Year! Feels good, doesn't it? Out with the old, in with the new? Maybe?
Our New Year's eve was pretty mellow. Just hung around the house. Chaco swung by for a while, and we played some board games. Then he took Meego to a friend's bash around midnight.
No midnight mile for us this year, due to... lack of interest?
I've been pretty much off the running since sometime in October. Remember those allergy problems that had me all off balance? Remember? I do.
Anyways, the mock drunkeness made me walk funny for about a month which in turn landed me up with an annoying case of plantar fasciitis. I'm sober now, but my foot is still whining.
On Friday, I went to see a therapist for it. I was contemplating, and Magnum says, "I know a guy!"
This place "...provides the best in chiropractic care techniques, Active Release Techniques® soft tissue treatment, and supplementary modalities..." They had one of their doctors go to Magnum's work site once a week, and Magnum used him when he had some back troubles. Cleared him right up, so I thought, what the hell.
The practice is actually quite close to where we live, I could easily walk there and back if I didn't need them. Ironically.
The good doctor messed a bit with my foot and gave me some exercises to do. She's confident she can kill it in about 4 sessions, so I'm cautiously optimistic. It's not all bad. It's just my right foot, and it's actually pretty good for about 3 miles before the gimpfest begins. But they're like 3 Grandma miles.
So anyway, that and Meego getting over a cough and general laziness kept us inside at the witching hour. I think the neighbors had a party as several cars were parked out front. A van drove up late and parked horribly in front of our house. It's still there.
Today was mildly productive. I got out for some errands, and it's good to see people out rather than absent while nursing raging hangovers. Wolfgang came by for a haircut after the gym. He said the gym was nearly empty, but wait 'til tomorrow!
And I drew this old payphone... upon typing that, I realize there are probably no "new" payphones... for Illustration Friday where this week's prompt is "Talk". Call someone who cares?