Just 3 months ago, I wrote this: “Blistering 115 hr/yr pace so far, and all I wanna do is keep ‘er floored.” I felt great, was playing reasonably well, and saw a great summer season of footbag ahead of me.
Today, I’m saying Goodbye, for a while at least. My knee is FUCKED. I don’t know when, or even if, I’ll ever be back. I didn’t want it to end this soon, or end this way. I’m sorry.
There was a lot more I wanted to write about, up to and including a towering rage-rant about my whole camera situation. But, it all seems so meaningless now.
0:50 / 53:00 – Thank you all so much for your interest and support over the last 3 years.
I want, I hope, I’m gonna try to fix my knee, I want more than almost anything to be back again someday, soon. My goal is to be back in action for my the start of the fall semester and my 49th birthday. In the meantime, with tears streaming down my face as I write this…