I owe you an enormous apology. I’m so sorry that I used and abused you for most of my pre-teen and teenage years. While the torture continued well into my early twenties, I eventually saw the error of my ways. Now, over 20 years later I humbly regret it and would like to offer up an explanation.
First, I never meant to hurt you. I did not realize your value and I totally took you for granted! I wish I could take it all back and treat you with the tender love and care you so properly deserve. As a young gymnast and cheerleader I completely neglected your needs and I didn’t have a clue that down the road I would actually care about you.
Secondly, I don’t think we were properly introduced from the get go. Other than needing you for high kicks, dance routines, cheer jumps, stunts and tumbling, I really never gave you much thought. I feel so bad and it’s all my fault.
In shame and with great remorse, I hang my head low because I did, I USED you. For years I used you for your strength which melted into bending and lifting furniture and walking in high heels. I’m so ashamed and feel so guilty.
Unlike my skin and teeth, I was never educated on how to care for you. Not one single adult I knew ever suggested that I take good care of you. Shoot, I couldn’t even see you have the time. I barely even stretched you before activities. Keep in mind, and this is not an excuse, but in the late 80’s /early nineties the theory was to stretch before a warm up. I hope you can find it in your fibers to forgive me.
I have worked so hard the last 12 years to be kind and generous to you. I have babied you and coddled you like an infant. I massage you and rub you down with scented lotion. I build you up slowly with curls and dead lifts. I’m trying to give you more shape but occasionally I injury you accidentally. I take full responsibility for your sore attitude.
The truth is, Hammie, you really mean a lot to me. I want to get to know you better. I want to take you out in public and show you off. No more hard feelings ok? I’m proud of you. I know we have had our ups and downs and that your much older than some of the others out there. But by golly you’re mine and I would be honored if you would give me another chance. I was wrong to have neglected you and I want to move forward.
Together we can go places; hike mountains, ride bikes, power walk, live life to the fullest! What do you say? Please forgive me.
I would like to start fresh this month and dedicate personal one on one time with you each day. I want to strengthen our relationship. I vow to massage you with a foam roller if you agree to forgive me. With patience and time we can build a beautiful curvature so you will stick out and shine.
I look forward to seeing you in May when you pop out from behind just above my knee.
Forever yours,
Angi
Love your hammies.
