I'm almost eight weeks out, and I'm pretty much back to my old life, give or take a little discomfort, a limp, and continuing physical therapy. Nothing that happens to me and my new hip is interesting; today I went to the gym and divided thirty minutes of cardio into ten minutes on the upper body ergometer, ten minutes on the bike, and ten minutes on the elliptical cross trainer. This is not the stuff that needs to be written about every day -- nor is the fact that every morning I march on the Biltmore golf course with the dogs to practice picking up my feet when I walk.
I'll come back to this blog when there's something worth reading. Off to the dog park.