December 14th, 2014

hasui rain

In the bleak midwinter

1. Bleak midwinter still beats snow; there's also a Romantic melancholy in the grey and faded browns that emerge from the melting mounds.

2. Right Knee is sulky about Left Knee getting all the attention so has begun random stabbing freeze-ups. Have given Right Knee a knee brace of its very own and hope that will calm its tantrums. Have also begun stretching both calves, as prescribed by chiropractor, though I tend to agree with acupuncturist that the fault is more likely up in the hamstring than down in the calf. (So I stretch the hamstrings too.) But calves hurt like billy-oh when prodded, so stretching is not wasted; and what helps best are mvrdrk's stretches from eight years back, so I do those. Do so wish cortisone still worked, even as I suspect the pain is largely tissue-related. It was tissue-related in 2006 too, but cortisone cleared it up.

3. Y'day being still non-bicycle weather, I didn't go home between acupuncture and my aunt but sat in a Yorkville coffee house surrounded by New York hedge fund manager wannabes talking importantly on cell phones, and mused on the death of a neighbourhood. Read Buddhist stories from Konjaku Monogatari just for the contrast. Cosmopolitan sophisticate atmosphere was interrupted periodically by the whoops of the Santa Speedo Run who circled our block several times. One hedge-funder told his moneyed blonde companion, "They used to run naked." No. No, they didn't. That was a '70s fad and you, sir, are showing your age.
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