Last weekend we celebrated my daughter’s fourth birthday. At one point she asked me to dance with her and when I bent down, I pulled a muscle in my lower back. Running has been out the question. Yesterday was the first day I could bend over far enough to put on my socks. It hasn’t been pretty. I decided this was a good week to visit a chiropractor for the first time in my life. I’m hoping he can whip me into shape and get me back on the road quickly.
It’s a picturesque November morning here, with snow and cold. Instead of my Saturday morning run I’m enjoying coffee and a fire.
Have a great weekend!