But I'm feeling better today ...
Yup. Threw my back out shoveling snow this weekend.As the snow began to gather on the ground Saturday night I scoffed. "Melted by Monday", I thought to myself. As it grew to 5 inches by late Saturday morning, I scoffed again. I thought to myself, I'll let it snow all day, do a quick, half-assed shovelling job in the late afternoon, and it will all be melted by Monday, Tuesday at the latest.
Well, the snow kept falling. I was literally the last house on the block to shovel. Even the elderly couple two doors down had cleared their sidewalk. So, off I went.
By this time it was no longer snowing. It wasn't sleeting or raining either, it was slushing. Giant globs of slush fell from the sky. Harder than water, softer than ice. This environment mixed with the 5+ inches of snow on the ground and created 5+ inches of compacted, layered, slushcake.
It felt like I was shoveling engine blocks. But I had to clear the sidewalks before night fell, or I'd be hacking my way through 5+ inches of ice in the morning. Or so I thought.
The next morning was warm. The previous days rain had worn down much of the snow and slush and ice. The roads were clear and wet, the sidewalks safe.
Halfway through the day I noticed a pain in my back near my hip. It hurt when I walked, moved, or breathed. It got worse during the day and only felt better when I was laying on my back in bed. Even sitting at the dining table was uncomfortable.
So, after American Idol I lurched to bed. I'd never lurched before, but when you can't straighten out your back, and the pain gets worse when you move your left leg, you tend to move by bending forward at a 45 degree angle and swinging your left leg and right arm alternatively.
And so my physical transformation from thin, young, latin guy to Wilford Brimley continues apace ...
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