Ooooohhhhhh. That gardening on the weekend sure caught up to me. Monday I got into the pool, but the water felt very thick. I felt slow and clunky. I got progressively more creaky throughout the day.
Then Tuesday was worse getting up. Walking took careful thought, then gradually got better. Right knee, left hip/glute. Running is out of the question. I've told Linda that it's much too late to trade me in, she's stuck with me now.
Today I warned my lovely yoga teacher that I was going to free-form it, and not do anything that might make me gasp in pain. That some grimacing was very likely. That I'd try not to keel over and bash my head on the hard floor. It went fairly well, skipping only some lunge stuff. Coming out of legs up the wall I got this slippery clunks from my very low back, three of them. They didn't hurt in either a painful way, or a hurts so good way. I am cautiously optimistic.
The back yard destruction is well underway.