"How's your hip ?" my wife asked. The emphasis on hip was bearish for me as I limped from, well, you'll see. My gait had been good (dare I say normal?) for the last 10 days. She justifiably wondered what was up. "The jog," I mumbled. And shrugged. "He cleared you to jog?" Really, he did! Sort of. "Yes," I replied confidently. "He said yesterday it was probably OK." I had just completed a three-week round of shots to calm down my hip osteoarthritis, but these treatments tend to rile up the joint before helping. So, my jog was... premature. I had to admit: "I went a little fast. Pace was just above a 10-minute mile..." She'd had enough. "You always overdo things." Sigh. "Mod-er-a-shun." She enunciated her reminder.
Chung toi hien cong khai y chinh. Tao tai khoan mien phi de doc toan bo bai viet, luu, thao luan va ket noi voi boi canh thi truong va OSINT.