knee and eye

I seriously must have hurt my knee during that five-hour run I involuntarily completed in San Diego. That’s one injury. Then the other day I got my hair cut. My head now looks a little bit more like a mushroom, without having still no resemblance to a “Beatle.” Anyway, I woke up the morning after my hair cut with a somewhat swollen eye lid. My guess is that one of the cut hair made its way into my eye.

It’s weird. You always injure yourself in life. But when you get older, it seems to be for dumber and dumber reasons. That’s my take on it.