So, most mornings I go for a run before work. It wakes me up and it helps to keep me from getting hugely fat, so I enjoy it. Today, I'm about five minutes into my run when I trip over what looks like a wire coat hanger that's been untwisted. I stumble for a few feet, regain my balance and keep right on going.
About 30 seconds later I trip over a tiny lump of asphalt and completely crash. My arms and legs saved me from going face-first into the pavement, but I think my right knee is a goner. Seriously, when I walked up the steps at work this morning, I thought it was going to explode.
The point of all this? Well, there's two, really: 1. I'm an idiot and 2. What song do you play at a funeral for a knee?
About 30 seconds later I trip over a tiny lump of asphalt and completely crash. My arms and legs saved me from going face-first into the pavement, but I think my right knee is a goner. Seriously, when I walked up the steps at work this morning, I thought it was going to explode.
The point of all this? Well, there's two, really: 1. I'm an idiot and 2. What song do you play at a funeral for a knee?






