New Years

I spent New Years on my back on the living room floor, staring up at the ceiling and reading book titles that live on the lower shelves of the bookcase. A little earlier in the evening I was reaching down to help the blind cat get off the couch and I threw my back out. It dropped me to the floor and that’s pretty much where I stayed until it was time to go to bed.

It’s the first time I’ve ever done that, had my back go out on me leaving me helpless on the floor. Sweetie was nice enough though and got me an ice bag to put on it and fed me painkillers. She wasn’t feeling to hot herself, having come down with a cold that had her head all stuffed up and her throat a little sore.

Heather and Earl came by with some baked chicken and a few other assorted goodies from their party. It was very good and right before midnight I even managed to struggle into a standing position to toast in the New Year. A moment just like in the movies, if only movies were a bit more pathetically like real life.

Today it’s feeling quite a bit better. Though I’m not sure how long I’m going to be able to sit at this desk without it acting up on me again. It’s all a new world for me, and not one I’m all that interested in living in. I suppose that more than anything it is just a little nudge to remind myself to do something about my weight. Weight that though appropriate if it were part of my mussel-bound entry in the Worlds Strongest Man competition, seems to be less appropriate when throwing out my back picking up an old blind cat.

Perhaps when I begin what is to be my new training regimen I should start out slow. A pencil perhaps, or better yet, the stylus pen on my new Palm Pilot that sweetie was so thoughtful to get me for Christmas. Today didn't start off all that well either, as I managed only ten reps of the Coffee Cup Curl before my cup became empty. I thought of getting up for another cup but that seemed too hard, so I grabbed an apple out of the fruit bowl, my coat and keys and headed out to the mill to begin the New Year.

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