Ouch! Last night I took one of my dogs for a walk around Liberty Park. She is still a puppy and doesn’t quite get the leash thing yet. So the whole time I was trying to keep her from wrapping the leash around my legs. Unfortunately for me and my poor little tail bone, I failed miserably. I ended up hitting the ice hard on my back side. Today I’m still trying to figure out if it’s cracked or just bruised. I have had shooting pain up my spine every time I put direct pressure on it and all of my muscles are completely seized which equals hamstring, butt, back and shoulder and neck pain. I haven’t felt this much physical pain since I was in labor with Canyon. I don’t typically cry when I’m in physical pain and I haven’t, but I have been in tears on and off all day not knowing what to do–yep the mental and emotional side is doing me in. I am scared that if it’s broken, the little bit of fitness I have left will seep away and the weight I have gained this winter will keep creeping up. I am trying so hard to be brave, but in the winter the only way I have ever survived is through exercise. What am I supposed to learn from this??? I’m trying to be as tough as I can. Things always get better, right? I am putting my energy towards that happening soon, or I might bail on this town as soon as next weekend. Guess I’ll know then how badly I’m broke.