An old injury is back (no pun intended) to haunt me. My doctor said I should take it easy for a couple of weeks aside from stretching and taking Motrin.
In the past, I'd totally take his advice to heart. The thing is, I've been doing a lot of yoga lately and one thing it has taught me is that we can do so much more than we think. I've been in a lot of pain over the last week or so and things haven't gotten much better.
At lunch today my co-workers were off to have their usual unhealthy meal at a local (and expensive) burger joint. They're really sweet. They always invite out me knowing I'll say no. I was on a mission and ready to mix things up, so I said: Fuck it! I'm going to pump some iron.
Best. Move. EVER! The truth is, physically I didn't feel any better or worst by doing the workout. Of course I got some stress and tension out which is always nice, but the magical part of this story happened before I even got to warming up.
I ran into a friend who I haven't hung out with for a while. We got to talking and before you knew it we kind of plans for a day date (see Just Friends). We'll see if this actually happens or not.
Anyhoot, I'm not gonna lie and say this chick is smokin' hot. She's not, but then again, neither am I with this haircut. She's also kind of flaky, weird and has issues. The funny thing is, when we hang out, I have a blast and all those "negatives" don't even matter. Her sense of humor elevates her from being what most consider to be a 7.5 to almost a 9. The good times I have, even just being friends with this chick really make my day. She's a cool cat and that 15 minute conversation was one I wished lasted hours. Sadly, I had had to get back to my workout and something even worse: my job. Still, that 15 minutes helped me get through the day.
What if I just took my doctor's advice and took it easy? I would have never written this post and I probably wouldn't be in such a good mood.
