This morning like most mornings I walked a couple of miles, but today I wanted to do a double walk to work off the Thanksgiving dinner. So a half hour before sunrise I started my walk. I went south the way I normally go because at the end of the road I can catch the sunrise
I stood there a while to watch then I started back. At this time my knees began to hurt, but not to bad. As I walked I came across a dead rabbit who obviously got run over by a car. Probably a Subaru or garbage truck because it didn't look like those paddles would have brought this poor creature back to life.
Then I came across an earthworm. I don't know why he felt the need to cross the street but I am very observant and wonder about such things. It's what makes my mundane walks interesting. I mean, think about it. You are a worm and have this huge golf course to spend your life in. Then one day you decide you are bored and want to brave traffic and go to the other side of the street which is just a defunct farm. I don't get it.
Anyway, as I walked almost back to my house I figured it was such a nice day I would keep going to the place where I normally take my other route.
It's north towards the sea past small summer bungalow's that are not used this time of the year.
As I got closer to the beach I noticed how quiet it was. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. To test this, I brought a bunch of pins with me and started dropping them. To my surprise, I couldn't hear any of them drop. I figured maybe it wasn't as quiet as i thought it was until I realized I was walking in the grass. :oops:
I keep going and it is a gradual hill that eventually makes it's way to the beach
The sea was very calm and it would be a great day to collect water because it seems I always go in a typhoon. :rolleyes:
I have been walking about 45 minutes and started walking back up the hill to my house. I have one new knee that doesn't work to well as I think instead of titanium they used a ball joint from a 1969 Oldsmobile Vista Crusier. That was a station wagon and pretty large. I know because I was an Oldsmobile mechanic in 1969 and those ball joints were big.
That knee hurts but my other knee is worse and feels like broken acropora frags. It also makes noise like that and seems to drown out the sounds of pins dropping.
A few days ago as I was walking here seven deer ran out in front of me and kind of scared me because they had a mean look on their face. Luckily, for protection I carry an aluminum walking stick with a rubber tip on it.
If one of those deer tried to attack me I would have stuck the thing in his ear while using harsh language on him. Deer hate that because sometimes that rubber tip gets lodged in their ear and they can't hear those pins dropping. :p
I got to about 300 yards from my house and my "good" knee started to give out. It stiffened up and didn't want to bend and I knew it was swelling up. If I was a Sissy Girly Man I may have called 911 to get the paramedics to come and give me a ride home. I figured maybe one of the paramedics would be a Supermodel and would have taken pity on me. Then I thought maybe the EMTs would have looked like Otis the town drunk and if I fainted he would want to perform mouth to mouth on me. Maybe pound on my chest.
So I just walked home without bending that leg and all ended well. :)