While laughter may be the best medicine, it makes a very poor exercise regimen.
So, it would seem that I have sciatica. Which I was under the impression was an affliction of 60-year-old men. I tell you what, it's always going to be an interesting day when it starts by you googling "Why is my butt tingling?" My lower back, butt, and tops of the backs of my legs are all squidgy and tingly and not fun. It's like when you're sick and have the chills, just centered back there.
I've been lying on a heating pad for part of the evening, and while it feels nice [have I mentioned that it's cold already? bitches...], I'm not sure it's actually fixing anything.
The point? I really need to start doing yoga again. My core muscles have all gone to shit. Well, all of them have, really, but my core used to be able to handle shit. Not so much anymore.
So yeah. I'm old. I don't care for it.
I also have to get up and be at the Mart by 8:00 tomorrow to help set up and arrange a display install. So that's fun. I don't like being a grownup.
I've been lying on a heating pad for part of the evening, and while it feels nice [have I mentioned that it's cold already? bitches...], I'm not sure it's actually fixing anything.
The point? I really need to start doing yoga again. My core muscles have all gone to shit. Well, all of them have, really, but my core used to be able to handle shit. Not so much anymore.
So yeah. I'm old. I don't care for it.
I also have to get up and be at the Mart by 8:00 tomorrow to help set up and arrange a display install. So that's fun. I don't like being a grownup.