10 days, wah?

It's been a full 10 days since I've done my last WOD. On December 19th, while enjoying the drunken company of my fellow boxmates at our Paradiso Crossfit Holiday Extravaganza, I was "injured." Out of sheer excitement (or stupidity, you decide) a friend of 6'4" stature and 210# in heft proceeded to throw me over his shoulder and take off running on the beach. He then looses his footing, falls forward, slamming me on the ground, on my back, and then landing on top of me with his full weight.

In the moment, I thought my back snapped in two. The pain was very sharp, and excruciating. My entire back seized and tightened and I immediately flopped onto my stomach. There was several minutes of dramatics that took place afterwards, but I'll save you the details.

The next morning I awoke feeling as if I had survived a car accident. I was sore all over. My neck was stiff and limited range of motion. At the top of my butt-crack (sorry- is there a scientific term for butt crack?) running down to my left butt cheek was blackish-bluish-purplish. The entire area was tender and putting weight on it for too long (like driving a car) was uncomfortable.  I also had phantom bruising on my hip, and on the front of my right thigh. I looked like an abuse victim.

So I took the week off from Crossfit. Last Thursday, doing laundry, deadlifting my laundry basket made my back all twitchy. I'm hoping to fit a WOD in tomorrow at LAX Crossfit.  I will be cautious of my movements, as well as the weight.

I'm very very happy that I didn't break my back. Thinking about the whole situation still makes me soooo angry. Serenity now. Serenity now. ahhh.