Grumble

I was getting out of the car this morning—carelessly forgetting that I am 104 years old and easily damaged—and pulled my hip flexor/groin again. Or at least something very painful happened in that region.

I've been trying very hard to walk and do yoga without hurting it, and it seemed to be getting better, but it might be time to try total rest for at least a few days. Grumble, grumble, thousand miles, yoga pushup, grumble.

The most aggravating thing about all this is do you remember how I hurt myself in the first place? Sprinting? Doing the splits? Trying to jump over the couch? Nope! Bending down! (As I recall, I was in the kitchen demonstrating what a swimming track start looks like, but let's just pretend I was reaching to pick something up off the floor, because it would be the same motion, and that sounds a lot less stupid.)

I read that these things can take six weeks to heal, and I am really not in the mood.