Sunday, March 09, 2008
As everyone in my family and my long-suffering Louisiana team knows, I sustained an injury using my treadmill. I got a bit over-enthusiastic with it and increased the incline beyond my hamstrings ability to put up with it. So, for a whole WEEK.. or more, I elevated my leg, used a heating pad, wrapped it with an ace bandage, tried not to bear weight on it, and took anti-inflammatory meds faithfully. So, it got better. So much better, I stopped all the treatment. This morning as I strode briskly through grocery store aisles feeling pretty smug at how fit and limber I am compared to all the other old people in the store, it came back. And, it hurts, dammit!!!! I make teasing comments all the time about how old I am, but the truth is, I don't really believe it. I'm sure I bring it up, so that the person who's listening is forced to say.. "Ohhhh, pish.. you're not *that* old!" My right leg begs to differ, thank you. Anyway, I'm laid up again, grouchy and prepped to again clog up my broadband with useless forum posts and blogging, and harassing my children AND grandchildren on their facebook and myspace pages and entering online sweepstakes, and watching pirated movies, and downloading pirated music, and searching for tasty low fat recipes, and.....growling.