Monday, February 1, 2010
A Letter From My Knees to Myself
We feel that the situation has come to a head, and we felt it of the utmost importance for us to speak up at this juncture. We're a little upset with your complete disregard for our well being - after all, we've been through so much. Remember when we learned to walk together? Between your hours and hours spent at the gym, your nasty cycling habit, and your obsession with placing air between your snowboard and the ground (the ground is a good friend of ours, and he shares our displeasure), we feel as though we're being abused. The wrists and shoulders get together and make fun of us, and our egos can only take so much. We understand your infatuation with athletics, and would never dream of asking you to stop. But please consider a rest day from time to time. Or a rest week. We'll return the favor by stopping our constant harangue of aches and pains. Have you considered pursuing a career in sitting? We'll stick with you through the thick and thin, but at least consider our plea. We look forward to many good years ahead, hopefully not in a wheelchair (other chairs would be great, though).
Your good friends,
On a serious note (sorry, Knees), I joined the Cascade Bike Club today and signed up for the Flying Wheels Century ride in June, the Seattle to Portland Ride in July, and am working an angle to still ride the sold-out Ride from Seattle to Vancouver and Party in August. I couldn't be more excited about this. Wait, I could: Dad, Eric (both of you), Rob, Steve, Matt, or any of my cycling buddies I missed - you want to ride with me?