There's more: A statement on the vendor site informed me sternly that an adult had to be home to sign for delivery of the hooch. Instead, it was dropped off on my front stoop without so much as a knock on the door to alert me to its arrival.
Hey, I'm not pretending it was fun. I concentrated really hard on keeping my core engaged, my shoulders down and back, and my spine neutral as I walked, which was therapeutic but also gave me something to focus on to distract me from the pain.
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