in may of two thousand and ten, i was involved in the crash heard round the world. or at least heard around the dalles, oregon. i think i mentioned that in a previous post. separated ac joint in my shoulder. no climbing for three months.
in september of twenty ten, i developed a snapping lateral band in my finger. what? a ligament in my finger gets caught on my joint causing me great pain and frustration. could not bend finger. yeee-ouch. no climbing for two weeks.
and now just this month, october two zero one zero i pulled a muscle (?) in my chest. or maybe i broke a rib. or maybe i broke my heart. while gym climbing. hurts to breathe deeply. and move. no climbing for ????? so far it's three days later and i'm not climbing again.
besides all that, i have two bulging discs in my back. these assholes choose to spasm every 2-3 months. when this happens, i cannot stand up straight. must walk around like 87 year old woman. no climbing.
it appears as though i suffer from serious oldmanitis. or, if you were my father, you'd tell me it's because i don't eat meat.
so, it is very clear to me from this that god hates me.
oh, and just the other day my phone rang, and i say hello?
silence on the other end.
hello?
silence.
i hear you breathing, god.
silence.
god, i know it's you.
i hate you.
click.
oh, and i also got this note:
