Ouch...
Waking up isn't supposed to hurt. At least, I thought that is how is worked. Today, I woke up with my back in knots and just lifting my head off the pillow sents shivers of agony down my spine. Of course, I know why it hurts. I spent almost five hourse cutting the grass. The meadow had so many ruts and holes that my spine will take a few days to recover.
Still, this isn't nearly as bad as the first week of rowing practice. That was truly wretched. Then, just opening my eyes hurt.
In other news, I finally got my tickets to Richmond for the end of the month. I'll be going through Detroit on Northwest again. I really dislike Northwest. For one, they try to serve trail mix (at a cost) on all their flights. I hate trail mix. I have seen enough of it to last several lifetimes. That and the most recent stuff was expired. Of course, it's fine while I am on a backpacking trip. Trail mix and poptarts are fine out on the trail. In real life, I can't stand either of them. I suppose it is a matter of necessity. When calories are strickly rationed, I can force down the trail mix and like it. When I have a choice, I avoid the stuff like the plague.
Still, this isn't nearly as bad as the first week of rowing practice. That was truly wretched. Then, just opening my eyes hurt.
In other news, I finally got my tickets to Richmond for the end of the month. I'll be going through Detroit on Northwest again. I really dislike Northwest. For one, they try to serve trail mix (at a cost) on all their flights. I hate trail mix. I have seen enough of it to last several lifetimes. That and the most recent stuff was expired. Of course, it's fine while I am on a backpacking trip. Trail mix and poptarts are fine out on the trail. In real life, I can't stand either of them. I suppose it is a matter of necessity. When calories are strickly rationed, I can force down the trail mix and like it. When I have a choice, I avoid the stuff like the plague.