Bad practice = Good game

I have always ascribed to the theory that a bad practice = a good game. Meaning that if your team is a mess at the last practice before a game, that you've worked out all the kinks and things will go great on game day. I also use the analogy for non-sport life events as well.

Let's definitely hope so in my case. For the few of you who haven't heard yet, here's my story:

I dislocated/"relocated" my knee on Saturday morning when I was leaving my house to go get my nails done. I fell outside the front door of my house on the landing. Luckily, as quickly as the knee popped out of the socket, I moved it and it popped right back in, but needless to say I did not go get my nails done!

It got worse as the day went on Saturday--it was at its worst Saturday night. But I woke up Sunday morning to solid improvement, praise Jesus, and it has gotten a little better each day since. I have been coming to work--I took a cab from the train station in Philly to my office the first two days, since the walk is a good hike, but I have been coming in earlier than usual and leaving earlier than usual, so when I leave the streets are not crowded, and I walk back to the train, just slowly! The walking actually helps keep it loose, but I don't want to overdo. I am doing better going up stairs, but going down stairs is still troublesome.

Please keep praying for the healing of my knee because everyone's prayers are defintely working. Where my knee is today from where it was Saturday night is nothing short of miraculous in my opinion. I just thank God that this happened when it did not this weekend, or, God forbid, the day before the trip. As it stands now, I think I will be back in business for clopping all around Italy--but I will definitelty still bring the Velco brace I have been wearing to Italy though, just for extra support!

He's a mind reader, for sure

So, in line with the number 10 thing that I was thinking about below, Mike Day called me and asked me to meet him for coffee after work this past Wednesday since he was seeing a doctor near where my office.

He must have sensed I was writing about him.

I let him know that this particular day was the first time I saw him this year as it seems he had not read the blog post below. He did try to split hairs by pointing out that he does think we bumped into one another on the street in very early 2007. Of course I let him know that even if that event did happen in 2007 (I could swear it was late 2006), an accidental bump does not count as "seeing" one another.

Truth be told, I have not attempted to see him yet this year either. It's weird. Maybe we can try for better these last few months of 2007.