Looking for My Swing

My back’s been acting up again. Mostly it’s been in small, subtle ways, just annoying enough that I’d notice the complaint but not enough to be a big concern. I was more bothered by other physical issues that were dragging me down, things that seem more obviously caused by this back muscle issue in retrospect: the weakness in vision, the tummy trouble, the tiredness. Once those signals start getting delayed or muffled as they travel your spine, it can cause a lot of havoc. I’m not broken down or crippled or anything like that but the combination of issues just leaves one tired after a long day at work. You know you’re getting old when the primary reason you’d like a young lady around the place is to rub your back.




Please note the use of ‘primary’ in the above sentence as opposed to ‘solitary’. I’m not that old yet. It would be nice if she could cook a little too.



Since there’s no queue of ladies waiting to apply for the job of rubbing my back…



Hang on, let me check before I say that for sure. Yep, no line.



Since there’s no queue and I’m not really taking applicants, I’ll just have to return to stretching and heating pads like always. At least the muscles had the dignity to flare up properly yesterday and let me know I’d neglected them. Now I know what needs to be done. Once they relax, I’ll probably get busy and neglect them again. It’s the way of things. Not right, not without trying, but true.