While I am typing this worthy post, I am simultaneously rubbing my sore right foot (plantar fascitis) over a tough black ball to break up fascia.
Every few minutes, I get up and doing stretching exercises to help my heel spurs.
Then I lean against my fridge and do squats to build up my knees.
At night, I strap on splits on my feet (for my heelspurs) and pop in a mouth guard to reduce the damage from my tendency to grind my teeth.
I get acupuncture twice a week and take Alexander Technique lessons and go to two sessions of therapy every week to keep myself pointed towards due north.
I drink bitter Chinese tea daily.
Life seems to get harder as you get older. It’s not as easy to be poor.
