Yesterday was relatively warm and dry outside so I emptied a small rack of the well-aged 10+ year old firewood, bringing some into the house and discarding pieces that had gone soft. I was careful to only carry small armfuls of newly split wood from behind the house and down the hill to the front where the empty rack sits. No problem. It's pulling the old tarp over the rack that makes my back twinge sharply. Ugh.
I only have time for the bare minimum today, mostly because it took me longer to get to the gym. I'm tired and sore and while pedaling makes me feel better, I don't feel all that great. My plan is to do the basics and get in two sets of pull-ups. Unfortunately, I've dawdled too long and Snow Bird is already in the Stretch Cage when I exit the Aerobics Room. Well, at least I got a few reps in...
I have a televisit with the nurse practitioner at my doctor's office and she offers to send Rx's for prednisone and a muscle relaxant because my right glute still feels as if someone's punched it. Inflammation is not my friend. I'm mobile and active, but I'm dreading the idea of shoveling the potential snowfall on Wednesday. I've never minded before, but sciatica has never been such an issue before either.
And now, "new" studies show us what we've known all along: being active keeps you young and less likely to lose your mind. Can we all sigh "duh"?
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