Geez, just because I've been complaining and limping and limping and complaining, you'd think it was my duty to go to the doctor or something (can't be a good thing to do, aint nothing but sick people there!) And doctor's, no offense Candi, June, and Jack, can tend to be about full of themselves, as this documentary below clearly illustrates:
However, last night I was running with an FL Ultrarunner when the I kicked a root and the flawed left foot went all Roberto "Hands of Stone" Duran on me and said, "No Mas!" I had to limp back to the car. Well, the suggestion I posed to the medical community (see below) didn't fly, so now I'm going to a real doctor and trying for a real cure. I'll let you know how it goes.
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So did you blow out your flip-flop by stepping on a pop-top? Did you cut your heel and have to cruise on back home? Where there's booze in the blender, that soon rendered that frozen concoction that helps you hang on? Then put the lime in the coconut and drink 'em both up!
Oh? You've tried that already? Then just go to the damn doctor already!
Star, I liked how when I told you that I was... gulp ... injured, you asked, "Now are you going to the D-O-C-T-O-R?"
Yeah, I am.
Chase predicts:
"Doc, every time I run, it hurts."
"So don't run"
I once ripped off my own foot and ate it on a run.
- Dean Karnazes
Andy, Dr. Dave Leffers is the best !
Sometimes, Doctor's take away all your excuses...I hate that.
Oh, and BTW, my hip is killing me...
Hope you're not going to this guy!
I don't have any more tape. I guess that you need to go to the doctor.
...and don't call this EMS guy either.
I Went, I went
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