Thou art mortal

calabacitas
Chicken quesadillas and calabacitas.

Damn, this has been a fun week. First I make drunkard tartare out of my right leg in a trail tumble, and now I’ve managed to throw my back out again.

Hitting the deck on Tuesday started the ball rolling. Favoring the bum leg gave it a nudge. And the kicker was probably spending too much time crouched over the cutting board, assembling last night’s New Mexican feast, chicken quesadillas and calabacitas.

These are easy dishes, to be sure — the quesadillas are merely poached and shredded chicken, seeded and sliced jalapeños and grated Monterey jack layered between two flour tortillas and baked for 12 minutes at 350 — but some assembly is required.

Long story short, this morning I bend down to see if Turkish is lurking under Herself’s car and pop! Out goes the back, which I first injured in college while delivering heavy appliances for beer money. Every couple of years it likes to slash the tires on my chariot and hiss, “Thou art mortal!”

Still, things could be worse. A couple of friends are on Cape Cod, playing hide-and-seek with Hurricane Earl. Or I could be one of the poor chumps blown off the latest offshore oil platform to explode.

So, yeah. I’ve got that going for me. That, and the drugs, and the ice pack. …

8 thoughts on “Thou art mortal

  1. Scored a pound of some sort of gourmet globe and Mexican grey squash at the farmer’s market … going to give the calabacitas a shot. Thanks!

  2. Patrick, every year it goes out easier, youth is a fleeting thing, drugs are occasionally a good thing. Like now!!

  3. So sorry to hear that your back is acting up – a Grand Tour = more time in your Velobarrel = sitting & keying for extended periods = not so great for a hurtin’ back! Get well quick!

  4. It’s Turk’s fault. When in doubt, always blame the cat.

    Since it looks like you have some recovery time coming up, Movie Review Time: a friend bought the DVD of “Chasing Legends” and we screened it last night. I figured it was going to be a Mark Cavendish “love-fest”, but instead I’m delighted to say it was actually a very good film. Whereas, yes, it focused on Team Columbia during he 2009 TdF, the film makers included interviews with folks not on the team including a fair bit of time with Jans Voigt. Among the recent cycling-team-focused-documentaries that have come out in the last decade (“Blood, Sweat and Gears”, “Overcoming”, etc.) this was easily the best. Something even the non-cycling fan could follow and enjoy (unlike “Overcoming”).

    So there you go: a recipe for getting well. Get the film, order some Mexican take-out (easier to make, harder to digest!), relax and get better.

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