I'm still out of the cast. It's tender, but I can walk around. (I was about to go out for a beer, actually.) On the 11th, I have an appointment with an orthopedist to get to the bottom of it all.

Walking around is good. I'm sure it's helped you refrain from wall climbing. I still think about how happy I am to feel the asphalt under my shoes every single day after I wrecked my ankle 8 years ago. I'll never take it for granted again.

I shall stay tuned for the report on the 11th. Carry on.