Oh noz!
I injured myself playing the sports ball today 🙁
So, Liz’s show Disjointed has been playing in this TV-show softball league here in the valley for the past couple months. I just found out about the whole thing two weeks ago; Liz was like “do you want to play?” and I was like “huck yea I want to play!”
Well, today I injured my quad with a sprain or a strain on my way for first base in my very first at-bat. Sigh. It had actually been barking at me every so slightly earlier in the day, but I really didn’t pay it any mind. It just felt kinda sore. Nope. It was an injury, and me trying to run at full speed to beat out a ground ball for a base hit made it worse. A LOT worse.
I thought maybe it was a cramp, so I stayed out there and got to second. But I had to call time then and come out. My leg literally felt like it was boiling. I couldn’t even sit down, I had to go back into the grass and lay down it was so painful. I thought I really fucked something up…so we went to see the doc, and by that time, the anti-inflammatories had kicked in fully, and the pain was starting to ebb. I was relieved to discover too that I could WALK on it. It was so painful, I really didn’t think that was going to be possible, but my knee was actually fine. No structural damage. It’s a tear.
So, I’m on the DL. Have to wait out the healing process, but it sounds like it should actually just heal on its own, no intervention needed. They just gave me a steroid shot to help keep the inflammation down, and I’m going to be pretty religious about taking my ibuprofen for the next few days. But, I’m going to make it, guys. No amputations! It’s a win-win 🙂
What it really makes me think about, though, is how out of shape I am. This happened today because my legs are weak. I know it. I can feel it in them. I have not been exercising, and I mean AT ALL, for the past three years. That is…unacceptable. I love sports ball. All the sports ball. I want to be able to play the sports ball when I want, and that means that my muscles need to be strong enough to do so.
2018 is going to feature a more-fit Ira. This is happening. It’s going to be a priority. I can handle two priorities: writing, and working out.
Now…time for the sleeps and the rest. My leg isn’t throbbing any more, I think the drugs are helping with that, but goddamn…it is painful. Hopefully I wake up feeling a little better and more mobile.
Artwork tonight, which somehow perfectly captures the way my pain felt today, is by Julio Le Marc.
PS – and I *did* beat out the hit for a single, and the Disjointed team won! We’re in first place 🙂