Ow

June 28th, 2004

So I decided to be a good little boy and start running again. I’m so out of shape; I haven’t run for years (believe me, it wasn’t easy in NYC). So I woke up on Saturday morning, took off, and twisted my knee.

I spent the whole weekend in excruciating pain. The only thing that made me happy was that I had a full fridge and a billion books, comics, DVDs, and magazines to keep me company.

First, I finished The Years of Rice and Salt. It’s an excellent book, but it’s slow going.

On the comics front, I enjoyed the first issue of Ex Machina and am blissfully lost in the continuity of the X-Men Universe with the first two issues of both Astonishing X-Men (which Joss Whedon is writing) and Excalibur. Both The Goon and Seaguy continue to get even better and better.

For DVDs, I am watching the second season of Buffy over again because that’s how much I loved Firefly.

And finally, for magazines, the latest issue of Wired is not going to fill your belly if you think you are getting a good feature on robots. Instead, Cory Doctorow’s piece is a disjointed, short ramble that both takes Asimov to task for things he never intended on doing and acts as a limp promotion for the upcoming excremental I, Robot adaptation by Satan’s latest reincarnation, Alex Proyas.

Incidentally, I woke up this morning and, after 48 hours of sharp pain, the poor knee feels alright. Just in time for work!

Update: The knee is OK. I think I have a brain tumor, though.

6 Responses to “Ow”

  1. Rusty Says:

    At least you got off the couch. I was going to start running last week, but then alcohol got in the way. Now illness is stopping me.

  2. carol o Says:

    Poor robot. This will teach you to exercise. I myself prefer all my injuries to be drunken in origin.

  3. ltr Says:

    I didn’t get far off the couch!

    I felt good enough yesterday to take a walk to the library (in the rain). I guess I’m OK, but I have to somehow take it slow without actually stopping.

  4. LadyCrumpet Says:

    Fine, bust your knee in order to avoid my calls. ;)

    Feeling better, I trust?

  5. ltr Says:

    BAD ROBOT! Sorry.