Can't quite figure out why my sessions at the chiropractor should leave me feeling like somebody had kicked the stuffing out of me earlier in the day. There's nothing that violent in the routine.

Today he asked me if I had any pins in my legs (no) before pulling on them and getting some kind of "pop" from at least one. That was one new thing.

Then the neck stretch... also new today... which involves what I can only describe as a kind of jock strap for your chin, weights pulling your head forward and a winch pulling your head up. Not quite torture, but five minutes was enough.

At least the doc explained his plan to me. Apparently, part one is to get my hips adjusted properly to see if that shifts my spine some. The heel lifts are supposed to increase every two weeks until we get me level. Despite the nasty looking curve, he pointed out that there's no deterioration in the spine -- so that's hopeful.

I didn't mention to him that I also made an appointment later this week with an orthopedic doctor (a real DOCTOR doctor) to get a second opinion. I have as little interest in surgical solutions as I have in being forced to wear a $5,000 brace (which looks more like a corset, if you ask me) but I'd like to see what an MD thinks.

Sitting at my desk for any length of time is unbearable -- some would say that's good, get up and move, Jim! And I agree, but I also have a s**tload of work to do and it all requires working at a computer.

So maybe a new, better work chair?
Maybe a standing desk?
Maybe a new mattress?

Still, the chiropractor thinks goblets and zerchers are fine. In fact he seems to think kettlebells are the greatest thing since fire. (But he didn't call me "comrade.")

He also suggested that losing some weight couldn't hurt, but I knew that.