Yes, I had a BLAST this weekend! Yes, I ate too much. No, I don’t regret it! Came home to get right back on my regular routine! That’s life, right?
But then…. I was reminded how old I really am.
I got up Monday morning, bright and early like usual, to do my personal development reading, check in with people I hadn’t talked to all weekend, basic stuff I do every day. Then, I got up off the chair.
Yeah, that was my back. The back I take such good care of with chiropractic care every two weeks! And it hurts. Darn it!
I got out my foam roller. Ok, a little better, but I’m not going to be working out today.
I went to work, and it still hurt. But I managed to make it through the long day. I really should have taken myself to the chiropractor at lunch, but there was a newborn baby at the hospital I had to snuggle with instead!
I’ll go Tuesday if it’s not better.
You guessed it…. it’s not better.
They don’t open until noon. I’ll go on my lunch hour.
Packed a lunch so I could go. I went. I was a mess. She beat me back to where I should be! Told me to ICE it up!
I went back to work. I iced as much as I could while I worked.
Normally on Tuesdays I run with my friends after work. Usually 3-4 miles, not a super tough workout for me.
Tonight, I made my supper. I caught up on DVR’d programs. I iced my back. Living the dream….
Tomorrow, I want to run. I may not be able to run. That bums me out! But, I will listen to what my body says, because that is what I always tell my friends!
Sometimes, it’s ok to take a break and rest your weary body. I think I was more tired than I knew. I think my body is yelling at me to take a break.
I feel old!
Well, alright then…..