I woke up this morning barely able to move and I couldn't figure out what I could have done to injure my back. Those who know me, know that I have a bad back and have since I was a teenager. When it goes out, it REALLY GOES OUT. I can't move anything without feeling pain. 
When I'm finally able to stand "upright" it looks more like Quasimodo entering the room. At the ripe old age of 38 I find myself being more careful of my fragile, aging body every day. I'm not afraid of getting hurt but I grew up surrounded by many elder women. Some of them aged well, and others...well, lets just say I have seen what time can do to a woman who's body has 'been there and done that" one too many times. So on this beautiful Sunday morning, I reflect on my activities of yesterday. What could I have done to get this result?
When I'm finally able to stand "upright" it looks more like Quasimodo entering the room. At the ripe old age of 38 I find myself being more careful of my fragile, aging body every day. I'm not afraid of getting hurt but I grew up surrounded by many elder women. Some of them aged well, and others...well, lets just say I have seen what time can do to a woman who's body has 'been there and done that" one too many times. So on this beautiful Sunday morning, I reflect on my activities of yesterday. What could I have done to get this result? Lets see.....
- sleeping in on Saturday morning - nope
- loading the dishwasher - nope
- watching movies on the couch - nope
- two hour hike through the woods with my boys - nope (strenuous but harmless)
- grocery shopping with the help of son #1- nope
- jumping on the trampoline for 20 minutes before the two hour hike - hmmm?
DARN THAT TRAMPOLINE!!!! There it sits in my backyard everyday calling out to me "please come play with me." And how can I resist? Its such great aerobic exercise, and let me admit that its just PURE FUN. And, one would assume it is low impact due to the bounce and give of the fabric. Apparently NOT for me.And so now, I must bid adieu to mister trampoline. In order to secure a future with a more perfect union of mind and body I must now act my age and not my state of mind - because my mind still tells me that I am an invincible 15 year-old who is still able to do belly flops in the pool and cartwheels down long carpeted office corridors - which clearly, no woman my age should be doing for a plethora of reasons.
Goodbye my old friend. Dear Mister Trampoline - how badly I will miss our daily get togethers.
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I just wanted to let you know, I feel your pain. The joy of my pain is not the trampoline. I learned a long time ago, don't go near that evil thing! However, I have not yet found a way to make myself stay off the horse. He tells me every time I go out there with the saddle,"you really don't want to do that","you're going to regret this tomorrow"...but no matter, I saddle him up, and away we go. What I have decided is this... It doesn't matter if I do it or not, my back is still going to hurt. So live for today, because tomorrow may never come.
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