I think the universe is out to get me, punish me, prove a point, I’m not really sure yet. All I know is that it obviously has its reasons for completely incapacitating me and I am damn well going to find out what they are! I have composed this letter below to discover said reasons, but have yet to have a response; do you think I sound too pissed off???
Dear Universe,
While I appreciate the fact that you are much bigger than me and have grandiose ideas that you know everything, could you please stop interfering in what I’m sure you consider my small inconsequential life. While I understand the concept of not taking anything for granted, completely rendering my right knee painfully useless 5kms into a 36km race does not denote good manners. I appreciate that you would like me to understand the concept of over use and resting correctly, however (as I sure you are well aware), when taken by surprise with lessons I deem ridiculous, I react with the complete opposite. Hence the continuation and finish of the race (thank you dear Myprodol), staying on my feet the whole day and donning 12inch heels to dance Saturday night away.
While I understand your powers of persuasion are extremely honed, brainwashing my physio into putting me on bed rest for 5 days, is just plain rude. She seems to be under the misguided notion that I have ITB and that the very artistic development of purple and black splotches across the knee and thigh are actually a very bad thing! And, to add insult to injury, after telling me I CAN’T RUN, she said the unspeakable… she said the “c” words… cycling and cross training!!! What have I done to deserve such blasphemous conversation topics!
Just so you know, I will NOT humour you and perform any of the above mentioned swear words, nor will I entertain the idea of not running for an extended period of time. I will however compromise and not run until, say, Thursday; thereby duly noting your lessons and teachings, and proving that I can in fact be a very attentive and learned student.
I do hope this meets with your approval, should you have any reservations about my commitment to the task at hand, or any comments regarding the above mentioned letter, please feel free to contact me as your earliest convenience (via a dream/sign rather than an agonizing lesson, if you don’t mind)
Your faithful Student,
Crazii
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8 years ago
2 comments:
Crazii you have in fact lost your mind.
Ok I admit that as a fellow female I too go to great lengths to prove that the Universe can never be right when Her decision varies even the slightest bit from my mind that I have already made up.
But then again - I know that knees are not something to take lightly, and although I know that blue and purple hues make for wonderful colour combination's - when combined with swelling and immobility they are not necessarily a good thing.
So please, if not listen to mother universe, for once listen to your firends - REST!
Thank you Pop Tart, on the note of craziiness, this I am all too aware!
On the kind advice of both Mother Universe and my friends, I shall promise to keep the running shoes locked away until I get a thumbs up from the physio!
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