I tweaked my lower back. I felt the ache
when I got out of bed at half past six.
I’d taken while away from home a break
of nearly sixteen weeks. I guess the disk
required more protection at this stage,
and though I crunched abdominals with care,
I should have been more mindful of my age
which once again surprised me. Did I tear
important tissue? Really, I think not.
It feels more like a warning than a maim.
Enjoying Sunday vigor I forgot
I need to favor tender. Soreness came
this morning. Muscles moaned and tendons told
me yet again – to shock and awe – I’m old.