So as I’m waiting on the results of an MRI to find out if the injury to my back is bad or worse (sorry for that Debbie Downer intro!), I’m pondering how I come to be missing the internal gauge that should have told me when I was pushing too hard (more on that later). Some people don’t have filters when they talk and so they say anything that comes into their head. I seem not to have the little dial or knob internally that tells me when I’ve gone too far physically. But at least I have a soulmate in the animal kingdom — maybe it can be my totem.
The honeybadger’s really pretty badass