I was up at 5:30 this morning to head to the training room to get my back contusion worked on by our talented training staff. There's nothing worse than rehab -- it's mentally draining when you want to be out practicing with your teammates. But it's necessary to help get back to 100% for the game.
I was able to participate in individual drills today but sat out of the contact drills. It's funny to read what the media makes of what they see at practice. It sounded like I had to stop mid-practice today, but in reality that was the plan all along.
On my way through the locker room today I saw Edgerrin James' name being put on one of our lockers. I'm excited to have him as a teammate because I grew up as a Colts fan in Indiana. I used to joke that the Colts waited until I was in the NFL (and could no longer have them as my favorite team) to be good. We will miss TJ Duckett and hope he's successful somewhere else (just not against us!)
I got in some guitar playing this evening on the couch with Rachel -- The Beatles, mostly, after reading the recent Rolling Stone article about the band. It inspired me to go back and play a couple of favorites (I'm so Tired; Blackbird; Happiness is a Warm Gun).
Putting on my cleats today when I was expected not to be able to practice!