The lawn looked awful, so I mowed it. When I was finished, I thought I’d put my golf clubs in my trunk and I THREW OUT MY BACK. What the hell. I finally thought I was over most of my back problems. I’m guessing my back was probably tight from all the lying around I’m doing this weekend, which was a side-effect of all the sleep I was finally getting. But sheesh. Just when I thought I was getting better.

The worst part was walking to the library to put my vote in the ballot box. I guess I could have mailed it, but this way I knew it was in a locked county facility. The whole way there I was holding my back.

I have appointments at both my massage guy and an acupuncturist tomorrow, and the ER doc up the street seems to think it’s all mechanical and requires stretching. (I ran into him walking his dogs.) Let’s hope he’s right.