Not as young as I once was...
I was in a playful mood last night. I get great joy out of aggravating my family...picking and teasing. I am one of those people who love to wrestle. I think I always will be.
Last night I was in a tickle session with my husband. Unluckily I was sitting in the computer chair when he grabbed my foot to tickle it. I jumped and threw myself backward to get away from him and the chair toppled over. It wasn't funny at the time...in fact I cried ever so slightly because I hit my head and my right shoulder on our massive entertainment center. Sure, it hurt and it was 100% my fault for UNDER-calculating the force I used to throw myself away from the ever present danger of foot torture.
It wasn't till this morning that I realized I am not as young as I once was. The right side of my body feels like it has been hit by a MAC TRUCK.
So at what point do our bodies change so much that something that would have not really bothered you much 5-10 years ago makes you feel like an 80 year old today? I would like to thank my husband for coming to my rescue, he didn't laugh at me, not even once. I would have totally laughed at him. He is such a good man.
The lump on my head is gone this morning, it still hurts. My pride...my pride REALLY hurts. In a week I am going to be laughing about it... but not today. Ouch.
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