While 2021 is just launching off the Earth, my workout streak is over. Last night, I pivoted on my right patella which immediately responded with excruciating pain. It's one of those rare moments when I achieved singular focus: this time, of PAIN. I massaged the demons back to their fiery crypt and sought my old friend of sleep.

When I woke up this morning, I could feel something different, but greenlighted it nevertheless, until I just had to move it at a different standing angle and felt a sharpness, imparting a dull reminder that has been present since. So, for those of you keeping score at home, it's now a tweaked right knee and left elbow!

That pretty much is the proverbial last nail in the coffin for my workouts...HOWEVER, I've always liked the zombie genre...

You hear the door slam
And realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand
And wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
And hope that this is just imagination, girl
But all the while
You hear a creature creepin' up behind
You're out of time

Where will 2021 take us? Hold on, my friend! My seven 5K goal isn't over, I'm just pausing the workout to heal and honestly, like I posted the other day, I already knew that I should weigh under 200, ideally 180 lbs, before I kick off a running regimen. I can fight through a run, but it's like hauling a backpack of bricks. It's not the best context for these 42-year-old knees; it's not the time to flip on the afterburners.

Fortunately, the driver of my success continues in January's WORLD CARNIVORE MONTH!

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