Saturday, April 29, 2006

The Cast

It seems like I always have a story!

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I’d love to tell you that I hurt my foot saving an elderly woman as she walked unknowingly into hostile traffic; or that I tripped while successfully saving innocent people from their burning home. But… I cant!

The awful truth is I hurt my foot playing––basketball. If you’re reading this and you know me you’re probably not at all surprised. I’m certainly not.

Here’s how it happened: I was having a great game of basketball. In the first five minutes of getting into a pick-up game at the YMCA, I jammed my left thumb on the ball (ouch!). BTW- I happen to be lefty. Anyway, with in 20 minutes of playing I ran the baseline (schooling the 18 year old who was trying to keep up with my youthful speed!!!), which is one of my signature moves for a reverse lay-up. Well––I got the reverse lay-up up but when I came down from my 2 inch vertical (in full stride) I evidently ripped the plantar facia:

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And since Tuesday night I’ve had difficulty walking. Fortunately on Wednesday I was “squeezed in” to see my orthopedic. Now let me tell ya… this guy just loves me. I think I’ve given him enough business over the years to pay for his house and his twins’ college tuitions. Let me put it to you this way…we’re definitely on a first name basis.

So here I am––in a cast, nursing an injury that will no doubt slow me down for a few months. But make no mistake––I cant wait to get back out there on the court and do some schooling.

You know, the funny thing about all of this is even though I’m severely injured I can still beat Paul in hoop!

3 Comments:

At 7:30 AM, Blogger Didaskalos said...

Those are the baldest legs I ever saw!

Smiling,
Jesse Pettengill

P.S. Heal well.

 
At 6:50 AM, Blogger Scot said...

Hey Jesse,

So good to hear from you, dude! BTW- leave my legs alone. I'm learning to live with the fact that older guys loose hair on their legs. I think it’s cruel and unusual punishment intended to humble us. You'll see... someday.

Now that I think of it, I've seen you play basketball (lots of laughter)... Actually I've played you in basketball, and I know you know what it means to be humbled.

I hope you and Shannon and children are all well.

 
At 9:05 AM, Blogger Michele said...

Scot,

Now you know that I love ya, but do I have to see your legs? Ha!

With all this discussion about weakness, I wonder what God has been teaching you!

Peace and heal well!

 

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