We all learn from each others experiences ... good or bad. So why can I not learn from my own experiences. I know better, the past has proven my point time after time, but I still continue to push myself way past my tolerable pain barrier at work and at play.
Even though everyone in the pressroom knows that I have RA, I work as if I have nothing wrong with me. I outwork 3 out of 4 healthy people, but at the end of the day, I can barely out to my truck in the parking lot as they are whizzing by me on their way out. I am not out to prove that I can work harder than any healthy person, that is just the work ethic that I picked up from my dad. One of the things that he told me that has stuck with me is, "If a job is worth doing, it's worth doing right the first time". I still believe that today. There are many shortcuts I could take on my job, but I prefer to do it the right way.
It was a bad four days at work this last week. Paper breaks that made me get on my knees and back up numerous times as well as climbing stairs and ladders to web the press back up. Two of the days I hurt so bad, I could barely walk to the house after pulling in the driveway. Donna and I both have physically demanding and stressful jobs, we both work 12 hour shifts that are hard on both of us. I run a 9 million dollar printing press, Donna is a nurse in ICU. If I screw up, I can get a few days off for potentially damaging their new state of the art press (days off have already been given to other press operators I work with). If Donna screws up, she can potentially kill someone. Ok, she definitely has more stress than I do, I'm not winning that one.
I am meeting Daryl in the morning and we are putting in an easy 100 mile ride before it gets too hot. Randall, Daryl and I all have our problems as we are getting older. We have all broken more than our share of bones, Randall has survived colon cancer, but now the heat gets too him. I have RA, cold and damp weather, as well as rugged terrain bother me. Daryl suffers from vertigo, as well as having survived a broken back, and a broken neck (different crashes on his bike) and the heat effects him as well. When we were younger, nothing could get in our way of riding the roughest trails imaginable. We may not ride like we used to, but still are best friends and still on a bike. A couple of years ago, I rode with Randall across a rough trail that I had not been on in years. It dawned on me just before I got to the end of that trail, that was where we rode together for the first time over 30 years ago. Pretty cool, not only are we still best friends, we are still riding together and on some of the same trails.