Okay, technically, it’s my tailbone. I think I broke the damn thing, you see.
I went kayaking this last weekend- Barton Creek was nice and high, and it’s been a while for me. So I dug out my inflatable kayak and all my equipment, and headed down to the greenbelt.
I had a blast- the creek was flowing nicely, and while it didn’t have quite as much water as I would’ve liked, I still had a better trip than I have in quite a while. A few times I had to pry my butt off some rocks, but in general I made good time.
Until, that is, I hit the Chute. It’s a section of the creek where the flow goes through three smooth switchbacks. It’s not a technical challenge at all, really- you just kind of hold on for the ride.
So, there I was, zipping through the three switchbacks… and, well, apparently there was a nice, sharp rock hidden in the current.
I didn’t so much as hit it as the river decided to give me a rock enema.
Holy crap it hurt. I still had another hour to go on the river, but somehow I made it.
Now I can’t sit up straight. I’m fine when I stand, and when lie down, or when I sit back- but when I sit up, like I’m doing now, it’s a dull, throbbing pain. If anything it’s gotten worse in the past two days. I just KNOW that if I go to the doctor, he’ll give me some Ibuprofen, and send me to get an x-ray. Then he’ll say, “Yep, it’s broken. No, there’s nothing we can do about it. Gimme twenty bucks for the visit, twenty for the pills, twenty for the x-ray, and try to stay off your ass for a month or so, m’kay?”
Uh, doc? I work at a DESK all day long- ever tried to stand while working on an animation?
Goddamn motherfucking shitbrain goatfelching asscracking son of a BITCH this hurts!