I broke one of those guitar strings in my neck yesterday. Oh sweet baby christ child on a skewer but it hurts. I woke up a dozen times last night in terrible pain. I don't even know what I did either, I was just finishing my over the head press and *snap* ow ow ow ow ow. I had a lot of trouble, actually, working out yesterday. I hadn't done my routine in three weeks due to the vacation so I really pushed myself. This was probably unwise as I felt little twinges and pangs in my knees and hips and elbows too. Oh how I love aging.
It was a lovely day yesterday - we reached 83 degrees! That's got to be a record (I just checked and it was) for this time of year. This morning we're back to our normal temps in the 50s. I spent a lot of time outside and cleaned up the yard, went to the shopping center and even ate bbq steaks outside on the patio. A little taste of summer way back here in April.
This is my 1250th post and my 300th day without cigarettes. I don't know how many more posts I've got in me but I'd better have many more days without cigs. I am grateful every day for not having to be a slave to the nicodemon. On the family vacay, there were a couple of members who "chew" tobacco. It seems more to me like they are sucking the tobacco but whatever. I asked if they had to "chew" first thing in the morning when they woke up and the answer was a strong affirmative. Same drug, different injection method that's all. Anyway, I really saw the master/slave relationship that nicotine has with all her addicts. So glad to be free of it.