In the 11 months since I sprained my ankle, I have emptied the internet of all its secrets in the realm of ankle trauma.
Matt (Remember Matt? He’s been around this whole time but if he wants the spotlight he can get his own blog) teased me that it was overkill and obsession, but I learned a lot of things that I think helped me. Instead of summarizing my findings, since I’m not a medical researcher (I mean, by trade, I am a resident expert in all things googleable) I’m just going to tell you what worked for me. So if you have a lingering sprain that just won’t go away, read on.
Ever since mankind ceased being nomadic, political and religious factions have fought over land. It’s a tale as old as time, even since before West Side Story.
But there is an untold tale of tribal land grab happening in a zip code close to home. Even though NY1 isn’t covering it, Central Park is home to a conflict. The groups involved are so fundamentally different in their desires, I don’t see how we can ever live in harmony.
Every Saturday morning, three factions set out to the Central Park loop armed with cameras, bicycles or just a sweat-heavy singlet. This land war is between tourists, bikers and runners. View Post