I’m happy to report that I no longer suffer from milk acid.

Perhaps I should explain. Last week at my osteopath appointment — and everyone should visit an osteopath immediately — the miracle lady asked me what types of ailments I’ve been having above and beyond the trouble that I was having with my back from my bike accident. I told her, half jokingly that I thought I was coming down with a case of carpal tunnel because my forearms ached after long hours in front of the computer. She wasn’t convinced, and unable to tell me what she thought the problem could be in English, she could only literally translate the Dutch expression, which I believe was “Melkzuur”, she said I had “milk acid” in my muscles.

Of course! Milk Acid. I should have known. But my friend Wikipedia states that “Contrary to popular belief, … increased concentration of lactate does not directly cause … muscle soreness.”

But you know what? It has been a full week since my appointment and I have not had any discomfort in my forearms. For something that I generally feel every day, I’m convinced that her magic worked. Before I send flowers though, I’m going to wait it out and see how I feel in another week or two.

Literally.

I was at a friend’s house working on the computer. My son was in the other room crying a bit. So I leaned over to see him… a bit more… a bit more…

POW! BAM!

Holy cow. I fell off the chair. (My wife would be keen to remind me at this point that cows aren’t holy!)