Home again, home again, jiggity-jog

I don't know what jiggity-jog means, but my dad used to always say that when we returned home from a long trip.

I will more than likely add that long, drawn-out, next-time-with-feeling version of this later, but for now here is the quickie.

Still no running, but the knee does feel much better. I am going to try tomorrow, with some new shoe inserts and a patella support strap thingie.

I have been at my parents' house for the last 5 days helping my dad (Joe Nightengale, Male Nurse, as he referred to himself) take care of my mother. She is at home after having had a knee replacement last Monday. It was a very stressful and emotional trip, and I am now selfishly glad to be 200 miles away, in the comfort of my own home.