Still Dumb, Hurricane Thursday

I was hobbling around all day yesterday thanks to my left knee injury that came courtesy of walking around my kitchen.  I had plans to play pickleball after work that I was clinging onto.  When walking I had to be very deliberate with how I positioned my leg to avoid random stabs of pain through it.  In the last decade, generally speaking, I have gotten better at listening to my body.  If something hurts that normally is a good indicator you should give it a break.  Hell  that was one of the things that got me out of playing volleyball as swollen knees and a dead left shoulder after most tournaments got to become a regular thing.  Recently pickleball has been testing my common sense.

I had an easy out as Jeff told me that Mark was already canceling because of the chance of rain.  I could have just agreed to cancel, give my body some time off and been better off for it.  Instead I convinced Jeff that it was still dry out at the new park by me and we could still meet up and play.  So I got home and had to fly around the house doing the normal Thursday evening chores before heading over.  I took two Advil, wrapped both of my knees and crossed my fingers.

The skies looked menacing right from the start.  I got there a little before him and tried to stretch the best I could.  I knew my mobility was going to be severely limited as the knee still was painful, of course.  Because of this limitation I tried to use harder serving and smarter placement in the two games we got in, both of which I managed to win.  Jeff is rapidly improving though and I have no doubt it won’t be long until we are trading wins back and forth.

It was getting really dark towards the end of the second game.  Then the lightning siren went off, meaning the fun was over.  We packed up, happy to at least have gotten a couple games in.  Within a couple minutes of getting in our vehicles the skies opened up, letting down an end of days style rain.  My property which actually was pretty dry for September suddenly looked like we just went through a hurricane with huge areas of the yard underwater from getting several inches of rain in a couple hours, it was nuts. Elsa was not happy.

This weekend is open ended.  It will be too wet to mow so I will see what floats my boat, pun intended.  Recently I have been trying to think about what my future holds, what I really want, and how to get there.  Those ideas seem to ebb, flow, and shift regularly.  One thing that I consistently feel is still missing having someone to share life experiences with.  I’m not sure if that feeling will fade away with time as I become more and more accustomed to it being absent.

Oh, I am supposed to play pickleball at lunch today as well, f it.