I love my body sometimes. Not in the way most commercials tell me to, I'm perfectly comfortable with my shape, size, etc. No, I love my body for the insane ways it manages to injure itself.
Today, before breakfast, I went to fill Uma Thermos with warm water (in preparation for tea) and as I bent over the sink, my right shoulder decided to take industrial action. Since my shoulder is not currently registered with a union, the action consisted of causing a ridiculous level of agony for no apparent reason. I was at the same time glad and disappointed that I was alone in the kitchen, because whilst nobody was there to witness my pained expression and difficulty of movement, it would be incredibly difficult to explain the circumstances of my 'injury' to the team without evidence.
Long story short, the pain has eased as the day progressed and we managed to find some co-codamol to help it along during tomorrow's shows. Never rains, but it pours, eh?
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