My 20’s were awesome… I could recover from a night of drinking, walk miles, hang with friends, stay up all night and feel fine the next day…No problem. My mom kept warning me that at some point in my 30’s things would change. My body wouldn’t tolerate all that crazy stuff I was doing to it. It’s not that I didn’t believe her, I was just too young to care.
30 came along and I partied on, recovery wasn’t as easy, but still doable and I could still do all the stupid stuff I did in my twenties. (I don’t know why I thought at exactly 30 I would feel differently, as if, BOOM! you’re 30, shit is going downhill…. I was beginning to think my Mom was just messing with me.) I felt great. I could still fall down and walk it off, deal with a small bruise and be fine.
It was about 33-34 that things started going downhill for me. I woke up one morning and I had an ache in my shoulder that I couldn’t explain. I spent half the day trying to remember what I had done the day/night before to cause it..nothing…. I hadn’t done anything. No softball (Not like I played it), no throwing a Frisbee for my dog..and it wasn’t like a friend jokingly punched me, so I popped a couple Ibuprofen and went about my day. An hour later my shoulder felt fine and I forgot about it.
The next morning a different pain, this time my leg..I thought to myself, now what? Again I racked my brain to try and figure out why my leg was hurting. I didn’t run a marathon (like that would EVER happen), didn’t even go for a walk… the most I had done was worked all day, but I had done nothing to warrant this aching in my leg. I would have figure if anything it would have been my feet from being on them all day. Again, a couple Ibuprofen and an hour later I felt fine.
After a couple of weeks of waking up every morning with some sort of random pain it occurred to me; “My Mom wasn’t joking.” My body was just aching from being upright, I had hit my 30’s and the pains had come.
A few years back I dove off a dock at the lake and hyper-extended my back, I felt like I had broke it, but after a CAT scan, they found nothing…now every time I move just right, my back aches. My legs ache after a day of walking or sitting in the same position for too long. It’s very frustrating to have the Doctor tell you that there is absolutely nothing wrong, but every morning I wake up and something, SOMETHING aches. It comes with age, my Mom wasn’t joking. Listen to your Mother!
I wish I could say that working out and staying fit prevented this from occurring, (It helps to a degree, of course) but my husband who has been in the military for almost 20 years and works out regularly has this issue as well. Of course there are the pains that are worse than others, like the ones caused from carrying around 75-100 pounds of gear while on deployments, that shit will wreak havoc on your back and knees.
Enjoy being young and agile while you can because at some point in your 30’s your body will decide that it just feels like aching today and you’ll have no clue why or what you could have possibly done. Nights of drinking will be harder to come back from, long walks, activities like walking up stairs, or carrying boxes…you’ll begin to feel the repercussions and Ibuprofen will become your friend.
Believe me when I tell you, the pains will come. (Ages will vary, but it will happen)
Until Next time….
`Spread Your Wings,