Admitting an injury, or a cold, feels a bit like admitting that my theories are wrong. All the other paleo people don’t get sick, why do I? Don’t vibrams mean that I won’t get injured?

I smashed into a box today, while riding in the park. I’ve got a bump on my shin that doesn’t feel to bad, but my shoulder is hella messed up. Hurts like hell. Carrying anything hurts, taking off or putting on a shirt hurts. It’s distracting. It doesn’t hurt hurt, just when I move it. I feel like sleeping for the next two days so that the pain goes away. Ouch.

I’ve been fighting a cold since I moved up here. I don’t know what it is, but I want to blame a combination of altitude, temperature, physical exertion, and the occasional coke or wheat bun. (My coke is still sitting there on my dresser.) Getting smashed probably contributed. 12k iu of D3 seems to be helping, but I still have congestion. Plus a bit of a bloody nose, obviously from the altitude. Bleh.

I pulled my gastrocnemius while running last summer, while wearing my vibrams. I didn’t run for three weeks, and tried to take it easy in the meanwhile. I want to blame it on running itself; on exercise that I hadn’t done — ever, really. I don’t think I’ve ever engaged in this kind of regular physical exercise in my life. Yikes.

I’ve heard that no athlete is ever at 100%; they’re always injured in some way. Injury is a part of exercise. Proper form, stretching, good diet, youth… there are ways to avoid injury, but if you exercise enough injury will come.

I choose to interpret this event as the consequence of eating pizza and drinking coke and not paying attention — because those are things that I want to focus on. Better diet means I skip the mental fog brought on by SAD (and hypothyroidism?), makes me stronger, and helps me heal faster. A cold, even a weak lingering one, is an incentive to eat better, and to stick to what I know.

I’m gonna take some more D3 (and some kinda fat) and go to bed. To rest. Cuz Friday… on Friday, I ride! woooo! god I love being up here.