Yep. That neck pain I had in August. This rolled ankle I got stepping off the damn bus from NYC last night. These are things that would never have happened ten years ago or even two.
But in case I've been living in denial that I'm down to my last year as a twentysomething, the old bag of bones has taken it upon itself to give me a sharp reminder.
And so I'm hobbling and just hoping that a weekend of rest (outside of dancing at this year's barn wedding of the century on Saturday) will have me back in ninja shape for some more sad dog and porn starring with my friends at http://markfisherfitness.com/snatched-in-6-weeks/
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