Apr 132014

I had a busy weekend scheduled, but I’ve been home since late Friday morning.

The diagnosis is peroneal tendonitis, and I promise it hurts a lot more than it sounds like it does.

I was walking to my car Thursday evening when over the course of about ten steps, it became impossible for me to hold my left foot in any way but absolutely parallel to the ground. Any front-to-back shift of the sort that is customary when walking caused sharp and immediate pain.

bootFortunately I already had an appointment with my general practitioner on Friday morning. She referred me to an orthopedist, and I was home before noon with two called-in prescriptions, a home rehab plan, and a big boot.

I must have done most of the damage hiking at Camp McDowell, but I never had any pain from that apart from usual soreness. It was bizarre for it to decay so quickly more than 24 hours later.

I’m not happy, but Achilles tendon damage was the other candidate diagnosis and would have been a lot more serious, so I’m thankful it wasn’t that.

Still hurts, but not like it did.

 Posted by at 1:42 pm
Apr 112014

It is nothing short of one of the great blessings of my fatherhood that I’ve been able to attend Camp McDowell Environmental Center with each of my sons.

I went with Nathan two years ago. I got back from going with Aaron on Wednesday.

It remains a beautiful locale, ripe for making memories.

mcd3 mcd2 mcd1I want to brag on the staff. There is obviously a highly rigorous hiring process in place. All of our instructors—Nate, Kacie, Alyssa, Dave, and Gar—are top-notch educators and personalities.

Anyone with control of a decent chunk of land has at least a C or C+ experience in hand, right? But to truly deliver something magical for the kids, it takes talent and dedication. I’m so impressed with what all of our instructors brought to our students’ respective mosaics.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

(Please also read about something transcendental that happened to me at Camp McDowell this week.)

 Posted by at 5:25 pm
Apr 082014

One day last year I met Melanie for Vietnamese. The weather was pleasant, and I needed steps, so I parked at the opposite end of the shopping center and walked the 100 yards or so. On the way I happened to notice a moth on an eave, sitting perfectly still. And then I noticed that [...]

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