Packet Pickup

I just picked up my shirt and race bib for the Ridge Run, a local 10k. I believe this will be my 29th running of this race, the first 10k I ever ran.

Maybe once I hit 30 I can stop. A lot of my contemporaries, who used to be Ridge Run regulars, have stopped. Mostly it's their knees that stopped them. I've been lucky with my knees, so far. Knock on cartilage.

They're a kind of pivotal hinge
with a nasty potential for twinge.