I thought I was going to have nothing to write about for today’s Slice. I mean I could write about how my daughter made her First Holy Communion this weekend. It was a great time – but, ehh I wasn’t really feeling that slice. Or I could write about how PawPaw and Grammy flew up from South Carolina for the weekend for the communion – but, again, ehhh I wasn’t really feeling that idea either. There’s too many parts and I could write a few slices about it, so I’ll save those for another day. So, there I was last night thinking to myself “What in the world am I going to write about tomorrow?” And then this morning happened….
It was just a typical morning in our house. I was running around like a lunatic trying to get myself ready for school before waking up Emma. “Am I going to get happy Emma or mad Emma?” I thought to myself. Luckily, happy Emma decided to show up this morning – well, for the most part. And thank goodness for that because of course, I was running a little behind schedule. Why does this always seem to happen when I need to get to work a teeny bit earlier?
Anyway, while Emma was brushing her teeth and hair in the bathroom, I was trying to fix my hair in the hallway (we have another mirror there). Since I was running late, I decided it was going to be a ponytail day – quick and easy (or so I thought). While I was brushing my wet hair into the ponytail, I started to get what felt like a muscle spasm in my back by my shoulder blades. But, instead of stopping what I was doing that was probably causing the pain (because that would’ve been too smart), I continued to brush and brush and then attach the hair band, as the pain worsened. I, apparently, just couldn’t abandon the hair – a decision I now regret. Once I finished twisting on the hair band and put my arms down, I couldn’t bend my neck or turn my head without feeling pain radiating down my back, up my neck, and through my shoulder blade. I tried to stretch – it got worse. I tried to lay flat and stretch – it got worse. Today was my first graders show for their parents, so I gathered the rest of my things (slowly), took some ibuprofen, and got on my way.
I completely believe that everyone learns something new every day. And all day today, as I was trying to manage the pain, I was trying to figure out what lesson I was supposed to learn from this morning’s turn of events. Here’s the two life lessons I came up with –
- I need to make sure to stretch before brushing my hair (and all other activities that may require movement).
- I need to do some (ok,
a lot of) strength training exercises so I don’t injure myself carrying out my day to day activities. I mean, if I can get hurt doing my hair, imagine what could happen if I were to clean the bathroom?!?
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