My traitorous body

[wiseheart]

... keeps stabbing me in the back. Quite literally, in fact. It is enough to roll onto my back in my sleep in the wrong angle and I'm done in. Today, I got up with considerable effort and with a back as stiff as a board. And now the intermittent pain in my lower back is back. Oh, joy. As a rule, it takes weeks for it to sort itself out; let's hope this time I'll be luckier. Getting old is no fun at all. I see stretching exercises in my immediate future. And horse salve.

This didn't hinder me in going to the supermarket, cooking lunch , crafting a bit and writing a bit, but I do feel like shit. Of course, this dratted heat doesn't help. *sigh*