And it wasn't even on my bike. I was walking The World's Most Irritating Dog™ along an icy path on Saturday when she took off after a killer-squirrel and pulled me down on one knee. Did I hurt my knee? No, but something on the right side of my rib-cage went twang as if I'd been punched by someone who knows how. It didn't hurt that bad on Sunday, nor was it especially painful on Monday but since then it's been getting worse and now I can barely lift anything heavier than a sock.
Please don't tell me to HTFU, I've been cursed with a pain allergy. I hate being hurt and I want sympathy. And beer. Maybe some potato chips too.
Thanks in advance.