Whiplash sucks

So I officially have whiplash. At first I didn't really feel too bad and was minimizing the situation. My car is totalled and the guy who hit me's insurance is buying it from me and selling it to salvage. Guess there's no hope for that puppy.

But me? Heck. I'm strong. I can do 12 pullups in a row and bench press my own weight. I can run for an hour plus no problem-o. I do yoga 2-3 times a week. Me be hurt? Nah.

Wouldn't that be nice if it were the case. Reality is that almost two weeks later I feel worse than I did at first and am starting to take this more seriously. Yesterday while leading the evening DHS group it was all I could do not to lay down on the floor, as my back and neck were aching. I am temporarily not allowed (by my chiropractor) to run, lift or stand on my head. I have never done viparita karani so many times in my life as I have this past week. THIS SUCKS.

I hate being injured. I have always taken my health for granted and it is a hard lesson to have it pointed out to me in such a dramatic way. Thank God it is not cancer or anything of that ilk. But it still sucks. I don't feel sorry for myself, but I do wish it had never happened and that it would go away.

In the meantime, off the the elliptical... again.