I’m a wee bit hampered today with my writing, because I suffered the kind of sports injury that only happens to old(ish) people. I had a martial arts work-out yesterday and managed to emerge unscathed through the kicking and punching exercises, the grappling exercises, and the bag work.
What got me were the push-ups. “Drop and do 25,” said the instructor. I dropped. I did about 15 without too much effort. After that, it was getting to be work. And then, at 23, I felt a little “pop” in my back, and knew I’d put a muscle into spasm. Motrin and hot soaks have done wonders, but I’m still feeling a physical unease arising from the fact that sitting upright is somewhat difficult and a mental unease that comes from the sense that I’m wearing out!