Although the herd of physical therapists, doctors, chiropractors and other various and sundry yoginis I've been associated since about this time last year don't agree that all the sitting and knitting I did for Custom Knits had something to do with my hip problem, I still say it did.
Sure, the running in the years past probably caused the initial tear in the tissue surrounding my left hip joint, but this tear (and the one within my other hip that I still need to get fixed) would have been a sleeping giant, as it were, without all that sitting and knitting.
This is what I was telling my PT today just after he finished up with a well-known football player.
I said, "All the sitting and knitting is what did it to me, Eric."
And he said, after looking at me like I was a crazy woman, "That football player, the one I just worked on? Well, I asked him to give me a jersey so I could have it framed and hung on the wall next to all the other jerseys, drumsticks and things like that."
And I said: "Why don't you want some of my knitting needles? I'll sign them and you can hang them on the wall, too, you know."
And hilarity ensued.
Anyway, I figure they should branch out beyond the usual suspects. Us knitters could bring them all kinds of business. Hips, wrists, fingers, hands, you name it.
We had a fun filled weekend. Girlfriend has a terrible ear infection and we've had so much rain that the light hasn't been good enough to take pretty pictures. So this is all I have for you today: Another sneak peek at the new vest I just finished. I'm gonna call it Crisp.
Tell my tech editor to hurry it up.