Life as I know it...

When I was younger (So much younger than) so much younger than today (I never needed) I never needed anybody's help in any way (Now) But now these days are gone (These days are gone), I'm not so self assured (I know I've found) Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors When I was seven I really wanted to be a singer. Specifically a singer in the junior choir at my Church. I would watch the choir in their white gowns , sounding like angels and want nothing more than to be one of them. I wanted it more than anything. I was determined to get to wear the white gown and sing just as sweetly. At first I was told I was too young but when the choir director realized I could read well, I was allowed to attend my very first choir practice. I was so excited! I still remember the song that we learned...”thank you for giving me the morning, thank you for every day that's new...” I was so happy leaving that practice, I had sounded just like an

While doing push-ups in my office, I think I sprained my ovary. Ok, clearly I know you can’t sprain an ovary but the pain is shooting out of that general direction every time I move. Although one might think the point of this story would have something to do with why I was doing push-ups in my office in the first place , the truth is, it has more to do with getting an injury from these push-ups. I am not new to push-ups. I hate them and I’m terrible at them. I’m convinced that oompa loompah’s should never “ push up” but I keep at them nevertheless . It’s not like sitting around for 6 months and then deciding to go for a 10 km run and wondering why you r everything hurt s the next day. This is not an injury from under-use, this is an injury from getting older. I suspect one does not sprain their ovary in their 20s, and even if one did, the pain would subside in about 12 minutes . Now that my age is closer to 40 than 30, things are different. Evidently now doing an activity u