Back Down
I tweaked my back a while ago moving some stuff. Since then I have had some sciatica that flares up after about an hour on the bike and is worse after I stop. It has been managable but still kind of a hassle. Last night I was trying to move furniture out of my front room and I really tweaked it. I guess moving a couch by yourself is contraindicaded when your back is already jacked. So after a night of sleeping (more like lying there motionless wide awake) on the floor it felt pretty good when I got up to go to the cube farm. Good enough that I rode in to work. Bad idea. I am seriously considering calling a taxi to go home. My kingdom for a flexorol! Maybe an elaborate system of belts and trusses…
Looks like Alice managed to get the W today. That should help his psychosexual stress. But he still cried.
“To win today was a huge relief,” he said, sobbing with joy as he hunched over his bars after the finish. “I’ve had a lot of doubts about myself since my crash. I’ve won races but to win at the Giro is something else. It was a big release of emotions. Those tears you saw where tears of joy. … This is one of the most beautiful wins of my career. It erased a lot of doubts. The team was always strong, what was missing was me.” Euro’s
The search stings that lead people to my page are pretty interesting. People searching for “chisled abs and stunning features” get sent to Turbo’s (That Turbo, so hot right now) page. Today someone was sent to my page after entering a search for “inbred”. It is a cruel world.
