Well, it's finally spring. DAMN. That took a long time.
I threw my back out yesterday. Halfway. Normally, I'm on a cane for a week when I do this. It seems that, this time, I'm much better off. I'm trying to take it easy, take (short term), and not do myself fully in. And what did it this time? Another half-marathon? Weights?
Shit, no. I handed my daughter a whistle lanyard and said "Look, honey, it's the color of your uniform!"
Wrench, crack. Real trouble.
The hilarious thing is: this is SO obviously stress-related. I turned down a job, hired someone new, agreed to move my office, started a second company (with a partner, which is scary)... it's almost embarrassing how transparent this all is.
Anyway: I still think these are good things, all. Just stressful.
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