Clint's Kingston Outdoor Adventures

I was leaning into my cart in the Costco parking lot, the late-afternoon sun bouncing off the metal roof, and realised I was limping in a way I had not expected. It was subtle at first, the kind of hitch you tell yourself is just because you walked too fast down an aisle. Then I turned to unlock the car and felt a twinge when I straightened up, like a line of tension pulling from the knee to the top of my thigh. I said nothing in the car on the drive home because my wife wa

I was standing in line at the Tim Hortons in Bramalea, coffee cup sweating in my hand, when I realised my knee had ballooned. Not the polite puff you get after a hard skate, but the kind that made the seam of my jeans sit funny over the kneecap and made me shift my weight from one foot to the other like a three-legged man. I tried to pretend I could still walk it off. My kid was clamouring for Timbits, my wife had already texted an "are you okay" emoji, and I told myself th