C-ham, back on the bike.
The very small possibility of an achilles re-rupture notwithstanding, the world can now resume spinning in the right direction. Basic shit can now be sorted out and dealt with. Trump, for example, but also Russia, China, the Zika virus, and all the stuff on the top shelf in my kitchen that I can't reach.
Rest easy, world. Things are going to be OK.
Go forth this weekend, but never lose sight of the simple, hard truth that it can all get popped out from under you in an instant.
Its a long road back, and it's all up, up, up.