Pain

This morning I wake up at 5:30 to go to a therapy at 6. The therapy is from 6 to 8. It is designed to relax and comfort my muscles in my back. It turns out that on Sunday, the game day, I had a serious muscle contraction on the back that it got so bad that it made the muscles create a knot, well literally a knot on my back muscles which made back spasms as well. That day. I thought. It was hurting a lot but I still kept on playing. I didn't think it was going to be such an extreme injury so I decided to play. Moms words echo. "You have a bad habit of not telling people when something hurts." Maybe its true, I should keep that in mind, no wonder it echoes in my mind. And I guess its true, I don't like to show pain, because sometimes I just tolerate it. And other times I just don't care about the pain and keep on playing.