Maybe if I feel sorry for myself long enough, other people will too? Until recently, I was aware that my knees didn't work quite right. It was the reason I quit highland and why sometimes I wake up in agony after twisting my legs into a new position. However, except for that, my knees have worked well enough to get me to and from anywhere I've needed to go. Until I tried snowboarding and realized that there are limits to what my knees will take. I'm sure that, with time and practice, snowboarding would no longer be the incapacitating thing that it is now, but at the moment I'm neither inclined to try again, nor do I have the money to make it happen. It's too bad though, because I think that I caught on quite quickly and, except for the pain, I was having fun. Well, mostly, there were some frustrating moments. I may as well admit that I was in tears more than once because I couldn't seem to stay upright in the chair lift line. Silly and emotional-female-like I know. And I did do a couple of good faceplants that knocked the wind right out of me. And my boots didn't fit. If they were tight enought to try leaning on my front edge they made my feet numb, and if they were loose enough to be comfortable, my heels pulled out. So, there were good and bad things. And now I'm terribly sore. The end |