"Oh-Oh'

I think I figured something out while I was riding today. You know Cory has been trying to get me to one of her doctor friends for years, and suddenly she comes up with this new kind of doctor that no one has ever heard of before...a physiatrist?? Well if you know Cory well, you would also know that she has a very good grasp of the english language and a corresponding ability to spell. She also has a propensity for not proof reading her stuff and as such has to go back and make 'after the fact' corrections, and/or apologies. So all that being said what do you think this could mean. Add a 'c' , and shuffle a few other letters around in the word physiatrist???....hmmmm? Should I be worried? Or maybe she knows what kind of a doctor I really need eh?

Anyway, twas the night befoe Christmas and all throught the house, blah, blah, blah.
I'm feeling pretty good mentally. Especially because of the thoughtful words I got from Cory and Elly and the absolutely beautiful gift of words I got from son Peter. If you haven't had a chance, check out their comments on yesterdays post. For all the pain I deal with because of Jon's illness, I receive 10 fold in pleasure out of the health of the rest of them.

I rode again today and it was very much like yesterday. The knee discomfort started about half way through my hour ride. Funny thing is however that I went about 3 km further in the same amount of time. But what's even stranger is that the course looked slightly different than before. It turns out that there are 2 different computer programs for Ironman Canada on their machine. It looks like the one I rode today is a slightly different course or more likeley it is a blended version of the actual, in which they have smoothed out the shorter climbs. I have to check it out, but clearly todays ride was easier than yesterday. Unfortunately an hour is not enough to even make me feel like I worked out. I hope things start to improve soon or I'm gonna have to put my self in Corys hands.
All kidding aside I wish desperately that she lived closer!

Here's what I am going to try to stick to for the next few days. Tomorrow and boxing day completely off,(except for my stretching/strengthening exercises) swim on saturday, and then run the block on sunday. I am hoping against hope for a pain free run. Please, please, please!

A fun thing happened today. I ran into Peter and Jon's old high school wrestling coach who still runs a little club, with some of the same people as way back when. Peter and I are going to check it out, and probably join them. Pretty smart move don't you think? I can go and ruin a few more tendons and ligaments and such!

Lastly, Claudette and I agreed not to buy each other anything for Christmas, but because I still like getting presents I wrapped up something for myself and put it under the tree. That is well within the rules. I sure hope I like it!

Happy Christmas everyone. May whatever god you believe in make your dreams come true. Except for Peter of course....I think he's counting on Santa Claus...

I wish to dedicate day 98 to my neice Carla, who I barely know but who's dad I'm jealous of for having the gift of a daughter.

“My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you're ugly too."---Rodney Dangerfield

love
peter