Please excuse me, I wrentched my back today doing weights. It was the the machine where you thrust upward with the weight. I tried to do it the way I thought I was supposed to and my back folded like a folding chair. It was ugly. It feels ugly.
But you work through stuff like that. It will be better soon and I will stretch it, put heat on it and keep eating ibuprofen like Tic Tacs. It will heal. I will play through the pain.
You see, that’s how we roll. We don’t quit on the field. We don’t quit when we hurt. We don’t quit when buildings are on fire and the world is crashing down around us.
Today is 9/11. It was 12 years ago that we watched Hell come to life on live television. But for all the chaos Bin Laden tried to cause, he totally failed. Yes, he caused loss of life. Yes, he scared us. Yes, he cost us trillions. But we came together. We fought through the pain and rebuilt. We saw inspirational first responders put others first. And while it was the darkest time, it was also one of the brightest moments in our country’s history.
Does my bad back compare to the pain of 9/11? Um, no. But I know I come from a people who fight through tough times. I can handle a little pain. It’s what we do as Americans.
Side note: Chips & Salsa made its return appearance. Imagine putting your feet on a Chips & Salsa tray and then pulling yourself forward with your hands. It was a good time had by all.