About a year ago, Mr. KK and I splurged on a new bed. We finally got to the point where we were tired of waking up each morning like we were in crippling pain (which we were) and not being able to stand up straight.
After much research – and recommendations and reviews from friends – we landed on a Sleep Number bed. We each have our “number” that we can independently set on our phones to give us the best night sleep. Not only do we no longer dread having incessant back pain and getting up in the mornings, we can’t wait to go to bed at night. Plus, we are now in a healthy competition to see who gets a better sleep score (9/10 times it’s him).
Even though we’ve gotten our sleeping and backs on track, that didn’t stop old age from creeping in. While some things tend to be harder when you get older – understanding technology, seeing, leaving the house after 7pm – the one thing that continually gets easier is the frequency that you can pull a muscle.
Here are all the ways I’ve pulled a muscle this year:
- Sneezing
- Putting on perfume
- Turning over in bed
- Coughing
- Putting on my seatbelt
- Unbuckling my seatbelt
- Breathing
- Picking up a grocery bag
- Putting away groceries
- Picking up the dog
- Sleeping
- Stepping over the dog gate
- Putting on underwear
- Blowdrying my hair
Inside, I don’t feel old. But man, is my body trying to tell a different story!
So far no muscles were pulled in writing this blog.
Life of kk 