I Started the Joke

It has been pointed out to me that guys revel in their injuries far more than girls do, and I fully accept that. I imagine that a part of that belongs to the fact of how the injury was recieved.

For example, football: Last Saturday we held the annual Turkey Bowl. We where all laughing and having fun with one another, but that didn't stop us from trying to win. By the end of it we where all a little bloody and bruised. (If any of you recall the original MIB when Edgar gets taken over by the roach, that's about how all of us where moving.)

I find it interesting how injuries of all kinds seem to work and heal in much the same way. It usually hurts worst of all right when it happens, keyword here is USUALLY. (When I got the knee to my thigh I didn't really notice it till after the play was done . . . ) Afterwards you will favor the injured point by using it as little as possible and even protecting it if you can, not often possible in such activities as football and other agressive sports. The worst part about injuries is that they will often last longer than the game itself did. The longer the game has been played the greater the injury seems.

We can never really tell when everything has gotten better and when we're ready to go back out there and try to make another tackle. I guess the only thing we can do is hope that the game we're playing won't kill us, and when it does just work hard so that you can be ready when the game decides it wants to kill you again.