Don’t judge me.
I hurt my neck this weekend.
I can’t prove it, but I’m pretty sure that I hurt it “Whippin’ my hair back and forth” with Willow Smith’s song. This was on Saturday evening; my upper back and neck just shut down on Sunday evening. I thought I had pinched a nerve or something! It wasn’t until a friend of mine said, “Hey, maybe it was from that whippin’ last night.” Eureka.
Throwback Carrie
Now, I’ve just turned 27, but I can clearly remember whole days of high school. It doesn’t seem like I should be heading for my ten year reunion (Reminder: pay for ten year class reunion). Even as I write this, my friend who I’m on the phone with said, “Ten years doesn’t seem like a long time. I would’ve thought in ten years I should’ve changed the world.” So, if my mind is still there…where the heck are my other muscles??
I had time to think while I was laying on my heating pad (again, don’t judge me), how many injuries have we endured getting older? Physical or otherwise? Yeah, I’m dealing with a neck injury, but my heart has gotten bashed in a time or two. If I can make it through the latter, the former should pass just as smoothly. Friends walked away in grade school, just like they walked away in college, and even once I moved to Georgia. It seems to be the cycle of life. I get nervous about things just like the first day of 9th grade and excited about things like Homecoming of my Senior Year.
My linesister Alisha even talked about how she used to be able to shut down the club with the best of them, but now anything longer than around 1am gets a “kill yo’self”. It doesn’t seem that long ago…but apparently our bones know differently.
Even Carrie had to inform Samantha in Season 5 that it was time for ladies her age to “cover it up” (Cover Girl). She also tried to refuse running around Times Square looking for a cute sailor to kiss, because “that ship has sailed…pun intended” (Anchors Away). So what things are age telling is no longer appropriate? Were they even appropriate then? I’m just saying, would I have been able to whip my hair all night long at 21, or is whipping just outta order because no good can come of it? (lol…that might’ve gotten too deep for what I’m trying to convey here.)
Summing it up, what are the injuries of getting older? Is it just the physical of bad knees from sports playing days, or is it more to it than that? I tell you what…no more Willow for me…that’s all I’m saying.
3 or 4 broken hearts, a failed marriage, pessimism, and cancer: Did they see it coming?
Love,
-V
Sex and the City Psychology 
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October 26, 2010 at 8:35 pm
Azure
I have had days of partying all weekend for friends b day’s where on Sunday every muscle I own and don’t own hurt. Not to mention it takes all week to recover from about 6 hours of dancing between 2 days. Let’s just say I’m glad b day’s only come once a year and all my friends have now opted for b day dinners since we are old.
I also must say I have started to lie about my age, yes lie. I strongly say I am 25 especially since my looks go along with it to help cope with the fact that we are getting old. I feel as if I have not accomplished what I thought I would have by this age.
Things are not what they use to be. It’s hard letting go of your youth. I defiantly relate to the Cover Up episode. I can remember Dena and I buying these $2 bra tops in 12th grade to go out in or these Playboy mid-rif Kiss Me shirts when we got our belly pierced. My piercing has not seen the sun since I was 20 (beside swimming), I don’t wear casual short shorts (I have worn dressy ones), I cover up when it’s cold…etc. That is the plus to this maturity thing. Just to think people our age prolly looked at us the same way we look at younger people now and so on. It’s something you have to go through better early than later.
There is no more running to the mall to buy an outfit for the upcoming Kappa or P10 party instead its having happy hour with friends after work and I must say I am okay with that. Our time has passed BUT we will go hard for our 10 yr reunion like its 2001.
November 9, 2010 at 9:20 pm
msvivienne
I am hella late in this reply, but YES. We WILL go hard for our reunion like it is 2001. #getitreadygetitreadygetitreadyready
October 27, 2010 at 2:24 am
anson1
I can’t really go here with you on this one. Maybe its because I’ve always kept myself in shape. Or it could be because I’ve mainly known my limits. If you know how to do those two things, you’ll be alright. In my case, I guess its because of who I was rolling with. They were always the shut the club down & drink you under the table types. My feeling was ya’ll can have at it. Miss me with that, I’ll be over here. Also because somebody had to drive at the end of the night. I could keep going here, but I’ve said too much already.
Don’t think of getting old as a bad thing. Getting old, that’s earned.
No more Willow for you, huh? Famous last words.
November 9, 2010 at 9:21 pm
msvivienne
I have never passed up a whip my hair session. The line must be drawn somewhere. I will unceremoniously pass the torch to the younger generation.