So I decide to be rather stupid often enough, and today was one of those days. Last night, I decided to break the mountain bike out for its maiden voyage this season. It started raining as I was out, and I was on trails I'd never ridden before. I pushed it anyway... I came to a huge decline as I was flying. My momentum had me jump part of the way down, and when I landed I started sliding sideways on the newly formed mud. This sideways skid took me directly to a small pile of rocks where I was promptly ejected from the bike onto my back. That hurt my back. It wasn't that bad though. A few advil and some Formula 454 at night, and I felt alright enough to go to the gym this morning. Bad idea.
I'm nearly done with my workout and I had been taken it easy so as to not stress my back too much. I'm on my second to last set of pull throughs, when it wasn't even a pain... a sharp warmth spread the entire width of my lower back. It was like somebody had taken a hot pipe and hit me with it. I dropped what I was doing right away, stretched and skidaddled. I figured it would start hurting badly soon, and I was right. I can barely walk without pain now. I'm making appointments with sports medicine specialists now. I hope I didn't screw myself up too bad. Wish me luck.