Having not had a physical since sometime around middle school, I had one today. (Technically, half last Monday before my suite of lab tests, and the other half today.) Everything turned out fine. The doctor pointed out that my legs aren't as flexible as they should be, but the problem that I had is one I've had all my life—when on my back, my legs can't quite go 90 degrees upward without bending. My brother can't do it either; maybe I can blame it on genes. At least I can grab the balls of my feet.
Speaking of grabbing my balls, I had the sublime joy of my first testicular cancer and prostate exams today, now that I'm an old man and we must worry about such things. I was just waiting all day for someone to complain about something, even something trivial, and somehow this was the one day in which it didn't happen. I was gonna be all like "yeah, well at least you didn't have an old man's finger in your ass!" but I never got the chance.
Thought I'd share. I was really pleased with that balls segue back there; I just thought that one up on the spot.
Currently listening: Garbage—Boys Wanna Fight