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Well, I'd thought that I'd pulled my hamstring muscle last Saturday, trying to race Snookums around the exercise track. But I finally went to the doctor, and she disagreed. She thinks I ruptured a blood vessel. I go get a CT scan today to find out for sure.

So, that's why I just can't get worked up about the U.A.E. ports thing, or Sasha Cohen and the Olympics, or even the woeful SDSU men's basketball team. Bummer about that Golden Dome mosque thing over in Iraq.

It's just hard to get too worked up about a lot of things when your primary worry is to not take too long a stride, in order to avoid stabbing shooting pain in your leg.