My back is preventing me from moving too much today. I woke up to shooting pain. It hasn't gotten much better. But at least I'm managing to move with the help of pain killers. C-man warned me not to turn into Brett Favre. I assured him that probably wasn't going to happen. I really hope it's just a twinge today and it's gone by tomorrow, because I don't think skiing on Vicodin is going to be the best idea this week.