the week is finally coming to an end but not without injury. every week for the past month i have hurt myself one way or another. starting with easter when i crushed my finger, which still looks nasty.

the following week, walking to a club i sprained my ankle walking out of my friends apartment. i still don't know why they would put a step there but when you are half buzzed you REALLY don't see it, lol, and really don't care until the next morning when you don't exactly remember what happened but know that you danced like a fool all night and now it feels like your ankle is broken.

the following week at work 6 of us decide that it would be great to get a 3 on 3 basketball game going at lunch at the nearest park. the first couple of days were great, it was great exercise and we were all having a great time when of course i try to catch a pass and i catch it with the front of my finger jamming the crap out of it. i have jammed my finger numerous times over the years but never has it swelled up so bad and turned purple. my body sure likes that color lately. and of course i can't bend it at all.

this week, somehow i tweaked my back out of whack. by the time i got home from work yesterday i was in so much pain i could barely move. of course by this time my body decides it needs to cough every 10 minutes. when i did this my whole body would seize up and shoot pains in every which direction. i finally had to take some vicodin to get to sleep in which knocked me out cold. so bad that when my alarm went off i turned it off instead of hitting snooze making myself super late to my 630am meeting.

i never thought i would say this but i think i am finally getting old. 31 years doesn't seem that old but it is! i think i am the most active i have been in 8 years and my body does not like it one bit and it has turned me into a clutz.