It was a cold and rainy day. We felt the need for exercise. Let's play tennis said my sweet wife. We played, I won, I sprained my knee. The next day my knee was swelled up like roadkill on a hot day; and it hurt. To the doctor, to the hospital, to radiology, to icepacks and anti-inflammatory meds that turn your stomach. Call the clients, tell them you are a klutz, reschedule to a time you hope you can walk better. They were all good and wished me a speedy recovery. Time to put the ice pack back on.