Good - er - morning. Clock on the computer says it’s morning. Head says I need a vacation.
I blew out my right calf running yesterday. I’m getting a little tired of this “if it ain’t one thing it’s a different thing” just trying to get a regular running routine going.
Perhaps I can get some MD to replace my feets with wheels that retract like cats’ claws.
I’ve had similar experiences with running. If it’s not the right foot, it’s the left knee. If it’s not the left calf, it’s the right ankle. Yadda yadda.