I hurt myself
I know, right? How dumb is that? That’s what I kept saying to myself all week long because I NEVER hurt myself (knock on wood…) Other than getting really sick once every 2-3 years, the last time I got somewhat injured was in high school when I pulled my groin muscle. Pretty sure that was in 1999. Yes, ten years ago, which if you think about it, is fairly surprising considering all the stupid stuff I do. Anyway, went to the class on Saturday, and then went on a ride and to the driving range with my dad on Sunday for Father’s Day. I don’t golf. And I don’t know how to golf. But, I always figure that it can’t be that hard, right? Well, apparently it is for me. I continue to learn things about myself every day, and this was a new lesson: I can climb mountains and run races and cycle the country but apparently I am unable to swing a golf club. Long story short, I have his gigantic, swollen lump on the side of my ribs. It hurt really badly for a few days but now it is just this weird, non-entity on the side of my body. Apparently I pissed off a muscle somewhere under there. I ice it and the swelling goes away for a few hours, but then it comes back so I have to ice it again. It is so strange thought that it absolutely doesn’t hurt at all. Weird, right?
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