It has happened…I am injured.
But how?! You ask…
Did you fall off a mountain? Crash your bike? Get eaten by wild animals? Snake bite? Poison Oak?
I leaned over my Grandson’s crib to pick him up from his nap and my BACK gave out. Damn.
Damn. Damn. Damn. It has slowed me down to a snails pace and I can’t do anything except eat. I am going through a “feeling sorry for myself” period and I thought that maybe blogging about it will make me stop sabotaging myself.
Funny thing is that I’m supposed to be training for the Revlon Walk/Run. Looks like I will be walking instead of running…bummer.
So as of now, I will pick myself up by my boot straps and solider on. Send some encouraging words and maybe a psychic healing to my back. I need it- seriously…