In the wee hours last Sunday, i woke up with an all-too-familiar and much dreaded ache on my right lower back. I knew I was going to be walking around like a 70-year-old that day and perhaps for a few days after as well. Since "the incident" a few years back, when I came out of the gym shower, bent over to pick up my gym bag and my back froze mid-motion, paralyzed, which started 2 weeks of writhing in hell, months of physiotherapy sessions, crazy number of warm compresses and heatpaks, I have been rehabilitating my lower back with Pilates and I swear by it. Not only does it strengthen the core muscles that help support my spine, after years of practicing it regularly, I can now say that I am more conscious of my posture, the way I sit in the office, the way I walk, the position I adopt while doing chores, etc. When the pain returns as it sometimes will, I also have a ready supply of advil and bengay to get me through the day. So last Sunday, after realiz...