So often when I injure my back or neck it seems to come from nearly infinitesimal actions. I turn on a water faucet, or tie my shoe, or look slightly to the left, and soon I am in anywhere from two to seven days of modest discomfort to deep pain.
So it was almost a relief today to be down at Shadow Falls, having taken many pictures of the falls, and now heading down a slight incline to the creek, only to have both of my feet cartoonishly slip out from under me. There I slammed with a kind of shocking violence, into the grass and hard mud, with the full force of my weight, onto my upper back and my head.
I lay there in shock. My landing was kind of perfect. But it hurt!
My upper back is sort of killing me right now, although I suppose it could be worse. I am barely managing to work today. We'll see how it is tomorrow.
And the cherry on top?
I'm pretty sure I know what caused it.