The Toe Update

I went to the orthopedist yesterday. He looks over the toe, the stitches, the alignment, whatever. Everything is as perfect as can be reasonably expected: no infection, joint's tight, tendons seem to work.

Then he says. "Um . . . what else do you do for fun?"

"Else?"

"Other than jiu jitsu."

"I run."

"Other than running."

"I trail-walk my dog."

He says, "Hmm. Hm. Well, I suppose you can ride a stationary bike . . ."

The upshot: three months. I can start running again in mid-fucking-November. Maybe.

So ...