Genetically fucked up shoulder
I guess it's time to dust off the old blog again. On top of journaling again too. I need the little moments of release throughout the day. Plus, I'm nursing my broken wing.
I hate my shoulders. I have hooked acromion, with my right shoulder being just a little bit worse. My first gym work out (in about 12 years) was amazing, but I'm paying for it with an ice pack.
Don't worry, I'm not giving up! Just going to take it a little easy.
I may also need butt rubs from all the running and deep cleaning I've been doing at home.
I'm so glad the holidays are over.
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