Monday, February 16, 2009

I hate my body...

I hate my body.

Are my best athletic days behind me? With nothing to show for them? Ugh.

It's not that I have a low self esteem, I'm starting to fall apart.

I have an actual list of things actively wrong with me:
  • I fractured a pair of transverse processees (on my vertebrae) in college. Sleep on the floor, or on the ground? Only if I want to be sore for a week or more. Sometimes my back hurts for no discernible reason.
  • I hurt my knee playing basketball last summer. I don't know what happened, it just got wicked sore during the game, and eventually I had to stop playing. I couldn't walk without a limp for a couple of weeks, and it still hurts me now, months after the fact. I got fed up with it one day, and I started running. Magically, it stopped hurting me constantly.
  • I think I have bone chips in my elbow. Something isn't right in there. Wrestling with a girl at a party in college on a cement deck, we fell with our combined weight on my left elbow. Now, every now and then when I move my elbow, I get a shooting pain.

I hurt my right knee a couple times in high school, but fortunately that hasn't been a problem in the last decade. Good lord, I'm an old man. I've had back spasms. I sprained my ankle once, and I've always been afraid it would happen again. I hurt the same ankle once playing football, but one of the chiropractors on the field was able to fix it.

I should probably get glasses/contacts and my hearing sucks.

Oh yeah, and my toes tried to melt once.

I'm a wreck at 27, how the hell am I going to make it to 50?