Light And Easy

Woke up this morning with my back stiff. One of the many perks of growing older. Fortunately or unfortunately (too early to tell), it's on the left side of my lower back. My right side was where I could feel the symptoms of my slipped disc from last year. 

So here we go again, I guess. But this time instead of stretching too much and sending it by running long distances with a weighted vest, lemme try to be more wary of the stiffness and not let it turn into pain. Light and easy movement. 

The fear of pain is the desire for movement. So light and easy. 

Here comes the hourly Cat-Cows, McKenzie Presses, hanging like a monkey off the pull up bar. But fuck does it feel comfortable to be writing this while I rest my neck on the back of me seat as I slink down the chair and cross my legs. Fuck my life.