I thought I'd take a shot at going back to leading a normal life today. It almost worked, too.
The sensation in my hip and upper leg is now more a nuisance than a real pain, until I try to do more than I should. It's like a charley horse, as if I'm carrying a medicine ball in my back pocket and it's pressing on my leg. I really wanted to talk myself into being perfectly fine, but by the end of the day I had to admit that I wasn't quite there yet.
Due to sheer strength of will, I got through the day without pain killers and without the ice bag. Unfortunately, this was a mistake caused by false pride. I'd have been better off to drop the stoic act and just be a martyr. It's a role I was born to play.
My big mistake was thinking I could sit in the bleachers at the softball field for an hour and a half, but I wanted to see Eric and David play. They played better than I felt, especially by the end of the extra-inning game. I had to use the railing to get myself back down to ground level, one row at a time.
Tomorrow the plan is to play it smarter. I'll take a pill if I need it, and use the ice for sure. I'll do the right thing and try to remember to keep from overstressing those areas that have been giving me trouble. I know I'll survive this and go back to a normal life. I just tried to be too normal too soon, I guess.