Saturday, January 10, 2009

My knee still hurts. I haven't gone for a run in quite a few weeks. My plan is to start taking glucosamine, but studies appear to be mixed on the effectiveness of it. I also owe a doctor a visit, but my faith in their ability to fix anything other than an infection is pretty low.

(That reminds me, I don't even have a primary care physician. Mike, sign up somewhere and find yourself a doctor with small warm hands! You're 40 now! Somebody needs to root around in your butt and look for cancer! Quick!!)

Life without running has been pretty easy to adapt to. I knock around the house on Saturday mornings instead of going for a long run, and I don't worry about getting in some lunchtime runs during the week. I don't buy or eat (or miss) Powerbars.

I mentioned this to Pablo the other day, and he asked me what type of exercise I've replaced running with.

"Eating," I told him. I've replaced running with eating.

At work they have a pantry stocked with snacks like chips and Cracker Jacks. They bring in large quantities of tasty food for lunch a couple times a week, and every so often a large tray of dessert appears somewhere in the office. It was from one of these trays of dessert that I recently made an important discovery.

The breakfast brownie is the best brownie of the day. Other brownies are still delicious, like the lunch one, or the after lunch snack, but the first-thing-in-the-morning breakfast brownie is king.


Anonymous said...

The brownie right after sex is my favorite.

Meg said...

Good God Man.

My faith in your ability get thee to a doctor is pretty low.

tsk tsk tsk.

Mike said...

Bones, that does sound like a damn tasty brownie. Remind me to stock the bedroom with snacks. Also, remind yourself to fill in that empty blog of yours with some damn posts.

Meg, I know, I know. I'm lame. I just have so little faith in doctors actually being able to fix anything wrong with the human body aside from infections, but I am overdue for a check-up.

Haley Joe Osment said...

I see fat people.

Lola said...

I'm sure there are plenty of people who would be happy to root around in your butt and look for cancer. You might even get a brownie afterwards.

It would certainly save you the trouble of finding a doctor, and you might even find your knee feels better.

Mike said...

Haley Joel, I'm not fat YET! I'm just fattenING. You know, for winter.

Lola, I don't think the U.S. has the same health care system as the U.K.. No brownies.

Anonymous said...

First brownie of the morning... with a cappuccino. mmmm...

I haven't seen the inside of my gym since November. I'm trying to work up the courage to get myself to an orthepedist to check my knee over.

Mike said...

Mox, I'm not a foam man, so you're on your own with the cappuccino, but I'll see you at the fat farm. I'll be the dude furtively sneaking in the chocolate bars.