Temporary weekend reprieve aside, the old back still hurts. In fact, it was bothering me enough yesterday that I finally broke down and called for an appointment with my doctor. Who sent me for an x-ray. And gave me some pain meds. And… sadly… suggested that I take a couple weeks off of strenuous activity to let it heal, even if it started to feel better on its own. In other words, I ain’t running that half marathon in Calgary in four days, stubborn will-full pride or whatever. Instead, since the trip is already planned and there was more going on than the race anyhow. So, I’ll go for dinner with the crew and make sure my camera batteries are charged, and hobble my way out onto the course to play the cheer squad and photo-guy. But the spring training ends sadly… with a fizzle and a whimper.