Today I amazed and astounded my coworkers with my ability to look right and left.
Was it the chiropractor?
Nope. I sure would like their hours, though!
Nuh-uh. One full day of heartburn and a terribly upset stomach was enough, thanks.
Time, a few office cubical deep tissue massages, slightly better sleep and a (brief) trip to the gym seemed to be key.
So yes, Inquiring Minds, I went. I arrived in plenty of time for the dance class, but that was definitely not an option.
I rode the most relaxed stationary bike ever. Seriously. It has arm rests. Twenty minutes of random hills on level five of 20.
That was it. I would have attempted the adductor and abductor machines, but a pair of women were lounging on them. They should have had umbrella drinks.
Aside from going to the gym, I have to say, my biggest accomplishment was not going at the gym.
And if I ever think about taking Advil again, please print this post and slip it under the bathroom door. I'll find a way to make it stick.