Owie.

I'll be the first person to admit that I'm not in the best shape in the world. It's been a few years since I've played an organized sport (stupid "being a grownup"...), and have since then spent most of my time eating and... eating.

This has apparently now caught up with me.

This weekend, I threw my back out. Like... a lot. We had tickets for a Tigers game yesterday. Not happening.

I spent more or less the last 36 hours lying flat on my back. (So this is what it's like being a sorority girl!) And I'm still walking like the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz.

Today, theoretically, I'm going to Ann Arbor for Michigan's media day, racing back home for a dentist appointment, then speeding to East Lansing for Michigan State's media event. Now, it looks like the Sparties will have to wait, as I go beg a doctor for muscle relaxers or a loaded revolver, whichever will work quicker.

As they say in Chile, "not good times."