Feeling old

'Cause, you know, when I was younger and I went to the doctor, my issues couldn't be taken care of in the aisles near the Walgreen's pharmacy; I had to actually go to the pharmacy.

X-ray says no stress fracture.  Feeling around and moving my ankle says whatever it is, probably shin splints, are getting better.   But I'm supposed to take it easy.  Don't get all crazy.  Take a lot of motrin and wear Ace bandages.  Pretend I'm starting training and see where it takes me.

OK, well, it's taking me to VA in about 3 weeks come hell or high water...but I promise I will move wisely and slow.  Like a 100 year old tortoise.  Because I'm soooo old.  Waaaaaah!