Brief Sabbatical

28 February 2010 6 Comments

I have decided the most dangerous activity I do is not riding.

It is not driving on the Houston freeways.

It is not even eating my own cooking.

It’s sleeping.

Somehow—and I don’t know how—I managed to pull something in my rotator cuff while sleeping. We can skip over all the condolences bits—I have prescription pain pills. Life is good. I am also faithfully practicing lots and lots of RICE—reading, ice cream, etc. Again, life is good.

I am more or less forbidden—on pain of pain—from doing anything at the barn more strenuous than breathing. I tried pointing out to the doctor that the shoulder only really hurts if I do *this* and that if I was doing *that* on horseback, I had bigger problems than a pulled rotator cuff, and he said sure, go ahead and ride, and after I tore it some more, we could schedule surgery. I’m thinking I’ll behave myself for a couple weeks and not risk pulling it some more.

But he didn’t ban me from going to the barn (probably because I didn’t tell him my car is a stick shift), so at least I’ll get out on weekends and watch some lessons.

I do not expect, however, to be posting anything here on the blog until I’m recovered and back to riding. What would I say? “Today, I ate chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and read Max Barry’s Jennifer Government.” “Today I went for a long, slow walk on the treadmill to atone for the chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.” “Today I went a zillion dollars in debt because I remembered I can purchase books directly from the Kindle.”

Yeah, no one cares, except my credit card company. Their eyes are lighting up. And you might want to buy stock in ice cream.

Inane and Mundane

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