Last Saturday, I spent the better part of the afternoon switching our cable TV hook-up from the den to the living room. (The den was too small for a Super Bowl party.) Well like most projects with me, what should have been a rather minor 30 minute project turned into an all afternoon ordeal. I ripped the cable pulling it out of the wall, had to buy a new cable, drill holes, redo the phone jack. It took too long, but eventually the living room was finally ready for the Super Bowl.
Anyway, the next morning I got up and went in to check out our new arrangement in the living. When I got up to walk around I realized that just getting to the living room was a challenge. Why? Two pulled hamstrings – right and left. Absolutely no idea why this would happen. The day before all I was doing was rearranging cables, pulling a bit here and there and at times laying on the floor. But that shouldn’t result in pulled hamstrings. I mean, I could barely walk. Old Man injuries always make me feel quite lame, but I felt especially lame after watching our Packers put in such an extraordinary tough-guy effort against the brutish Steelers.