Hurts so good

[gurdymonkey]

When I put down my arms and grin in a glow of happy sweat and say, "I'm gonna feel this tomorrow,"  please do not presume to tell me to go home and take two Advil.

No. No. No. No. No. No.

What kind of wimp do you think I am, anyway? We are not talking about injury. We are not talking about damage. We talking about good old post-exertional muscle soreness.

It's "I'm alive." It's "I got off my fat ass and DID something." It's proof. I earned this honestly. It will pass.

I remember a time when we were not bombarded with direct-to-consumer pharmaceutical ads exhorting us to solve all our problems by taking a pill. (Frankly, I was appalled the other day by a radio spot for a product for drugging one's badly socialized pet into submission because one did not have time to train it properly.)

There is a remedy for what ails me. It doesn't come in a bottle. It involves arms swinging and feet lifting and falling on pavement and increased heart rate, and fresh spring air in my lungs and the sun on my face. Maybe you should try that some time.  'kay? 

Comments

[shalmestere.livejournal.com]

Understood.

I might, however, recommend a bubble bath or hot shower as a reward for a job well done :-)

[karisu-sama.livejournal.com]

Who mentioned Advil? Pas moi.

[gurdymonkey.livejournal.com]

Nope, it was, in succession, the two "geriatrics" in my class. It's not my fault they're old and they never bother to warm up either.

[katerit.livejournal.com]

Well my approach to any form of pain, as you know, is to lock myself in a dark closet and down bottles of Vicodin and Advil. Life should be lived without any aches pains or traumas whatsoever. What else is modern medicine for?

[gurdymonkey.livejournal.com]

And drugging the little turkeys in your life into submission, don't forget that!

[katerit.livejournal.com]

Don't want them to get uppity, that's for sure. Children need to be kept in their place.