In the Canyon

The last two weeks have raged havoc on the old body. First a hand then a back,it is as if age and fate have delivered the enemy the upper win. A much needed race cancelled, for no other reason than there was no physical way to perform. Ready to call in all endeavors,sometimes we must try and figure why the chicken has been screwed,and what are the gods telling us. Looks real bleak,but we are still above the earth breathing. So we move forward, ok maybe we crawl forward, Boodini is aging fast, but the fat lady has not sung. We are just waiting here for this elephant to get up off of us.