Impermanence strikes early

So I was going to write next week about the second motivating thought -- impermanence. But it has already struck, in that my gloating about being healthy a few days ago has bit me in the butt. My back hurts [for the technically minded: L4-L5], my knee hurts [peeling meniscus], and my shoulder hurts [Type 4 SLAP which didn't quite get repaired]. Have just ordered some fantastic new supplement which is supposed to replace the synovial fluid in my joints. And I went to the acupuncturist as my first "emergency" visit (we have previously been working on my allergies). Throw money at the problem, that's it! Seriously, my shoulder does feel considerably better after voodoo.

Ah well, guess I'd better slow down.

Yesterday did no prostrations. Today no prostrations.

Yesterday I did go for a lovely lovely walk at lunchtime with a friend from work. Several ladies from my department are walking around the newly reconstructed track each day at work. So nice I got sunburned in my two miles. And plenty of other walking to work/school/park/choir/library. Should have done that the previous day, d'oh.

Today I went to the pool with Joy and kicked for 20 minutes, about 700 yards. A good idea except it made my knee hurt by trying to whack into butterfly kick. I clearly will have to get back into the swing of kicking workouts. Once upon a time, in a country far far away, before the first shoulder surgery, the only exercise I could do was kick in a pool. Prior to that I had muscled my way through swimming laps, and was a hopeless kicker. After tearing off my transverse humeral ligament [for the technically minded again], I got really good at kicking so much that I had to go in the "medium speed" lane. People get really irritated when they're passed by somebody solely kicking. Think how peeved they'll be if they get passed by a FAT old lady kicking. Motivation for all.