12-11-2019, 06:54 AM
Thanksgiving night I was puttin' on the moves with my Grand Daughter when, All of a sudden, My Left foot decided it didn't want to participate in my daily battle with balance and I Went down like a Boeing Max 8. ER Doc said that it appeared to be a Sprain so I followed his advice. Spent a week in North Carolina teaching a class and finally got in to see my Ortho Doc yesterday. Turns out to be a ruptured Achilles that will be repaired Thursday. Looks like my riding days are on hold for a little while.