Season Change

Today, I'm wearing flannel-lined jeans, a green ribbed sweater, and silver-and-black striped socks with pumpkins on them. I have a lit candle on my desk, and the teakettle is heating downstairs.

It's that time of year.

What are your signs of Fall?

It's the Future! Where Are My Robotic Cybernetic Legs?!

Ow. Fuckdamnit, ow.

So when sinking into a simple defensive stance, no less, something in my hip/leg socket twinged. And proceeded to be unreasonable about not hurting. There's a muscle in your upper thigh that is the one primarily used to lift yourself up from a knee-up kneeling position--that one. It also seems to be used in regular walking, and going up stairs, but going down stairs is fine.

Ironically enough, I already have an appointment on Thursday with the orthopedic rehab people for that other leg muscle I keep re-injuring. This is something I would normally just try not to baby too much, push through, and wince and swear a lot under my breath.

Oddly enough, the jump spin I tried after injuring the leg felt super-easy to get the leg into the right position--usually I feel a lot of opposition from muscles/hips.

Er.

Again with the craptastically ow.

I make a very poor ill/injured person. It's that whole "no patience" thing.