Back Pain, or: How I became the Hunchback of Notre Dame

Good God do I know lower back pain. It hasn't been a problem for a good long while, mostly since I lost all my excess weight, but sometimes after a particularly brutal back workout it will remind me that it's there, waiting to return one day.

Once, when I was walking to the mess hall in prison and experiencing back pain my back seemingly locked out on me and I had to stop walking for a minute or so to let it relax. It would fuck with me after sitting down too long and they trying to stand up. There are simple exercises you can find to stretch your back, and they definitely help. Be careful man, don't let this ruin your later years. Maybe your picking up shit without losing your legs enough? Arching your back too much? Lifting weights badly? Need to lose some weight maybe?

The first time I hurt it I was 15. Hiking with some friends. We come upon a rock that weighed at least a good 200 pounds and a friend and I challenge eachother as to who can pick it up. I go first, using all back and no legs like a fool. Picked it up, but I immediately felt the pain and my lower back hasn't been the same ever since, though I've found ways to treat and strengthen the area in the last ten years.

I won that bet, but it sure as fuck wasn't worth it.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Jesus man. Correct posture can do you wonders; try it before you get too old.

There's nowhere I can't reach.