Playing With The Boys

I finally broke down and went to see the doctor today. My shoulders have been snapping and cracking in places I didn't think they really should, so I finally went and got myself checked out (Credit to my wife for making the appointment ;) ). He was a very nice young man, my assumption both by his name and appearance was he originated from India. I felt like the examination was thorough, but his diagnosis still tickles me.

*Grin* I'm paraphrasing a bit, but for all intents and purposes, he told me, 'You're just a little guy. People in your line of work are big guys. You need to get big, you know?' In other words, although he gave me some anti-inflammatory pills, he also recommended a regular upper-body workout program.

Man... I was tired this morning. The night shift on the dryer was 14 hours, and I just hadn't gotten the transition to the night shift completed. It was another one of those situations that hurt, but the satisfaction of completing the task was pretty immense.

Today was a good reminder - even I can get told I need to turn my game up a notch.

To quote Colonel Young from SGU: 'A lot of work, that one...'