Well the sad news for Mav is that I recently tore a disc in my lower back causing all kinds of painful ruckus and making my sciatic nerve go ballistic   Among other things this means I’m benched from the fun things in my life such as triathlon training, lifeguarding, and bending over to tie my shoes.  On the bright side, it meant that I was not allowed to lift heavy things so I enjoyed the AMAZING help of my dear friends during this horrible move (nice timing: back breaks in the middle of project relocation…oi vey!)

I guess I’m not the only one that’s bummed out about my status; my roomdog was seriously put out the other day when I wouldn’t play ball with her.  Here she is looking particularly pathetic and miserable.

I KNOW, RIGHT?!?

As if I wasn’t feeling sorry enough for myself, now this little beastling is pulling at my heartstrings!  And trust me when I say I did not in any way pose this photo.  She got the ball from the yard and was doing all kinds of brilliant tricks trying to entice me to play.  Finally she gave up and went for the classic terribly-cute-and-irresistable-pout-pose-with-the-ball.  Who knew girl’s best friend could be so cruel!