I can’t believe my friends had the nerve to call me delicate. Me, of all people, I used to be the toughest one of us all. Then a few years ago, for whatever reason, I started losing weight. Then came the infamous picnic where we played flag football and I ended up shattering my leg. I barely even fell, and my leg went all topsy turvy on me. Since then they all call me Mister Glass, like the guy from the horror movies. The truth is that deep down I know they are right, i am getting delicate, I just don’t know why. I have to run the temperature controls like a madman to keep my bum leg from acting up. It has healed up well enough, and I can even run on it with no problem, but the old injury still acts up if the cooling gets to out of control. In the deep dark days of winter I need to keep a heater on, and near my leg, 24/7 or it starts to ache and throb like it just broke. The summers are marginally better, because really the only time my leg acts up is when I have the A/C set too cold. The problem is that my leg seems to operate from a different thermostat than the rest of my body. My body can be sweating buckets and crying out for some cooling, but if I turn the air conditioning system down too low then my leg starts to throbbing like crazy all over again.