When this blog goes without new posts for a while it usually means one of two things: either I’m very busy outside or I’m very quiet inside.

At times these occurrences even line up: earlier this week I was very active on the trail, so active in fact that I busted up my knee and ankle…

The days after the fall I stayed inside to nurse them back to health. Now I’m up to a point where I feel I have to use my legs again in order for them to work properly next week, so today I’ll probably look for an easy hike on the East Coast Trail. Shouldn’t be a problem, it’s not like the trails are slippery or anything; oh wait a minute, yes they are. Scrap that idea, I’ll be staying inside again.

At home, I’m keeping busy by browsing through a sizeable catalogue of photos from yesteryear, going back to the early nineties. I can now only look at the days I could run down a volcano and arrive at the bottom unscathed. That was a long time ago though, I’m in my 30s now which means I have to be more careful. Biologically and metaphorically speaking, I’ve been on a downhill slope for a while now, and as it happens I’m on one of those quite literally too.

Be kind to your knees!