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Too many ups and downs

Lately I just haven't had much enthusiasm.

Maybe it's because I'm still feeling the effects of the trip to New Zealand, maybe it's because I can see the US economy going down the tubes, and an administration that just doesn't have a clue, and the prospect that could all continue should John McCain be elected, or maybe it's because I've just surpassed my 6 year anniversary of being diagnosed with the lousy disease.

I don't know, it could be any of them by themselves, it could be all them combined, or it could be something I would prefer not to think about.

But whatever the reason, I do know it is being made worse by the fact, my knee started hurting again, when I went out for this mornings bike ride, and I decided it best not to ride today.

I noticed some slight pain in my knee yesterday as I was pedaling down the coast with the club, but I wasn't concerned, and thought I could easily work it out. And when we picked up the pace slightly, the pain actually disappeared, so I was feeling better.

That feeling didn't last long, since after slowing down, and heading home, the pain got progressively worse. [Good thing it was a short ride.]

I mostly rested the remainder of the day, hoping the knee would be better this morning, but that was not to be. Still I tried to go for a ride, knowing I likely wouldn't be able to, since I noticed some very minor pain as I was walking downstairs.

I got about a quarter mile down the road, when the pain in the knee started getting worse. It wasn't unbearable yet, so I thought it best not to take any chances.

So now I'm even more depressed, wondering whether I'll be able to ride tomorrow, and trying to decide what to do with the remainder of my morning.

We're having a dinner party this evening for some other lymhomaniacs, and I'm making lamb wellington. That should at least keep me busy, and maybe even cheer me up somewhat, assuming of course everyone likes my lamb wellington.

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