“I literally just put a lidocaine patch on my ass cheek so I could actually finish cleaning this house without limping.”
Yes. That is an actual text I sent to a friend yesterday.
Why? Because I’ve been going really fucking hard for 3 days straight and my body hates me.
Real talk though, I forgot that no one knows about my past injuries. You can’t see them, so nobody is aware but I have permanent damage in my back and knee. And no I’m not just sore from working out, that soreness has got nothing on this kind of pain.
And before you ask or try to WebMD me up in the comments, its muscle related, not nothing is torn, no nothing is broken, and yes I saw like 117 doctors about it.
When I was 15 I was in a car accident. That’s why they both were hurt the first time. Went to physical therapy for around 6 months and all good. Then I had an accident at work when I was 17 and hurt my back again. That time it was way worse but same general area. I’ll spare you all the details but after over 2 years of physical therapy they basically told me that it was as good as it was going to get. I could keep the muscles strong in my core and stretch but I would probably have pain for the rest of my life.
I’m standing here roughly 15 years later and I can tell ya that they were correct. But the funny thing is, I’m so used to it that I never even mention it. No one knows that if I stand for too long I get spasms down my leg so intense I want to cry. Or that I can go squat 150 lbs or dead-lift 175 and feel fine but let me clean the house for an hour and I feel like I got kicked in the back by a horse.
I don’t talk about it because it’s just something I deal with. At this point it’s just a part of my life and talking about it isn’t going to fix it so I do what I can, I push through, I use every kind of topical “aches go away” rub you can think of, and just keep doing my thing in spite of it.
So basically, unless you’re spending the night with me and watch me put on my biofreeze and grab my heating pad, you would never really know I have these injuries.
Which brings me to my point… WE ALL HAVE SHIT.
Yes. We ALL have ailments and things that “should” or “could” prevent us from being productive humans. We all have things that we could choose to use as a LEGIT excuse, hell…I personally have 6 physical issues I could list right now that everyone would accept has amazingly understandable reasons to be lazy, out of shape, angry all the time, never get things done, just skate by, or need everyone to take care of me, and the list goes on and on. There are a million reasons and a million things that could prevent you from doing anything. Again though, it comes down to YOU.
Your choices.
Everyday.
Every minute.
Every hour.
Are you in control?
Or letting circumstances dictate what happens to you and how you feel and what you get?
“Oh but Jamie, not everyone is like you.”
Yeah, I know. Some people are actually missing an entire limb and they’re out in the world doing shit and not complaining so what’s your excuse again? 
Where there is a will, there is a way my friends. Don’t take no for an answer. Don’t take “there is nothing else we can do for you” as an answer. Seek help. Research. See different doctors. Explore different treatments. Learn what helps your body and what doesn’t. Experiment until you figure it out. But don’t just sit there and let life pass you by.
We were all out on this planet for a reason. I don’t know about you but I for one am not going to leave here without fulfilling everything within my power. And you shouldn’t either. 