OK. I am thirty-something. I would tell you how old, but I honestly can never remember. Seriously, I have to do the birthyear subtract 2000 and plus 8. Too much work, thus thirty-something. Getting old. Can't remember things.

More proof...

Yesterday, I went to the BYU basketball game where they played TCU. As I was walking down the hall, I saw a drinking fountain and decided to have a savory treat. I bent over, took a slurp, and something happened. I couldn't straighten up! I had thrown out my back! At a freaking drinking fountain! How lame is that...

Let's just say I took my time getting to my seat. I walked with my hand on my hip like I was one-hundred. Every step was full of agony. But the game was good which made it all worth while... Priorities.

So today, I went to the gym like I do every day, and thought maybe a good run would help. After some stretching, I started running on my favorite treadmill. Because of the sharp pain still apparent in my back, I ran differently. Toward the end of my run, something popped behind my knee. And now my knee hurts!

So forget the hole working-out, moving-around nonsense. I think I will just watch TV! I can't get hurt that way!

3 comments

1. grampajo on February 9, 2008 at 6:36 AM

   My students labeled me old four decades ago and I was barely your age. One thing about being over the hill, it's all downhill and what a ride to the bottom. ...grampajo

    
2. Heidi on February 15, 2008 at 1:18 PM

   Wow. Let me tell you how much I am looking forward to THAT day.

    
3. gmamary&gparick on February 17, 2008 at 7:08 AM

   Its sure a good thing that these aches disappear fairly quickly or we would all be in trouble.
   Hang in there!!!
   gmamary&gparick