I think yesterday was a cosmic correction day, where I thought I was doing so well, but the universe decided it was time to smack me down a little. Work wasn't so bad, and I actually got a lot done. I also ended up registering a total of 10 people to vote, including a resident in the shelter, which warms the cockles of my heart (yes, I actually do have one...somewhere). So, I leave work with the grand plan of riding my bike down to the Government Center - South, and then over to the gym. Since I was let go from the State (for party affiliation...not under-performance), it is always pretty odd for me to go back in there, especially because that building is so insecure. If I were more of a sociopath, I could probably make an incredible statement on the profundity of the current administration, but luckily, I just have an over active, Ally McBeal-sized imagination. It was just weird that I actually interviewed with the Election Commission before I eventually got a job with another agency, and it made me think for a minute how different my life would have been if I had gotten that job. I would have been much more of a professional political animal, which probably would have either left me totally burned out or quite possibly high up in the Democratic Party. Ah...weirdness...
I drop off the registrations, and I get on my bike to head across downtown to my gym. I've never actually made this trip because I am usually either biking directly to the gym or just around the canal, and since it was the height of rush hour, I decided it would be safer to ride on the sidewalks because Indiana drivers are absolutely, bat shit crazy. Since I was safely ensconced on the sidewalk, it meant that I only *almost* got hit a couple of times.
By the time I reached the gym, it was pretty packed, with the usually preening middle aged men who think they can actually lift weights, but really just sit on the bench for two hours and struggle. Surprisingly, there were a couple hotties there, which is always a pleasant respite from the old people, and I was in a good mood. I was happy where my workouts were going, with me adding weight continually through the four weeks I've been hard training, and then BAM, I don't know what happened. I struggled through my bench and incline press, and the rest of the workout was fairly lackluster. By the time I reached the crunches portion of the proceedings, I was just ready for it to be over. Then, while I was doing some dips, I moved my neck forward a little, and I felt this pull about a quarter way down my back followed by pain whenever I tried to turn my head. Not Good!
I didn't get a very good night's sleep because there was really no good way to place my head, and I'm pretty sure my cat was about ready to claw my eyes out if I didn't stop moving. And now, I kind of have to move my entire torso to move my head around, just to avoid the pain. I'm hoping against all hope that it is just a little strain, and that it will be back to normal soon. Though, secretly, I think it would be funny to have a neck brace. I kid...I kid..
Anyway, since I was downloading music from iTunes like a maniac last night, I thought it would be fun to do some music videos today.
First up, is Goldfrapp's "A&E". I love love love the song, but the video is a bit weird.
Next up is PJ Harvey's "The Letter"
Finally, something fun, Jupiter Rising's "Electropop"
3 comments:
I always feel like new age flake for saying it... but do you have a chiropractor. I swear it helps a lot. A lot.
I think I would be disowned by my grandmother if she ever heard I went to a Chiropractor. She was a an ER nurse and then lead nurse for a podiatrist, so she always considered Chiropractors to not be real doctors.
I've never really had a problem like this, so I hope it just clears up on its own.
I highly recommend a good massage. This would help loosen all that quite a bit ... I go to the Wellness Space in Broad Ripple and see Scott Weber, a god among massueses.
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