Headbands and tears

My headband saga continues.

I lost my favorite headband several weeks ago at the gym. which maybe doesn’t sound like a big deal but it is a very big fucking deal.

It was the only headband that stayed put on my head during my various gym activities. I don’t remember the brand or where I got it, but it’s many years old and still going strong. it was the only one I ever used and then I had to go and lose it like a big old jackass.

So I’ve been trying to find a suitable replacement and nothing has worked. Nothing.

I have purchased so many headbands. Here is the latest haul:

Every single one of these is useless. Except for the one on the far right. It is almost identical to my original headband. It’s just in a stupid pink color. But it’s so similar. I’ve worn it around the house and it feels the same. I’ve got two more similar headbands coming. They are better colors.

The real test will be at the gym of course. But that is not going to be for awhile.

Why, do you ask? Because stupid me tore my stupid calf muscle in my stupid body combat class on stupid Wednesday night. the (very cute) doctor told me total rest for the next 1-2 weeks. And no combat or any other strenuous class for SIX ENTIRE WEEKS. No running. No incline walking. No stair climber. No body combat. SIX FREAKING WEEKS.

I am completely stressed out about this. All the gains I’ve made are going to be lost. I am going to go completely crazy. I need my gym time. It’s the only thing that keeps me going.

The (very cute) doctor also told me I had pretty toes and that took the sting off the news but only very slightly.

Adding insult to injury, I had to lay on my stomach with my legs and butt right in his face while he did the ultrasound on my leg. I worried the entire time I was going to fart.

I did not fart.

The doctor also said only youthful healthy elite athletes get these injuries, NOT sad gross middle-aged old ladies who should just stay home and be fat and crochet and cry all night.

Which is what I’ll be doing tonight.

I have to wear this ridiculous getup too. How can I go on dates looking like this?