Ryan, you have it going on--fit as a fiddle fo sho. I'm just like you, except I don't sleep enough.... shooting thousands of images a month lately, and then editing... and preparing for another photo safari, this time to Van Is west coast and more...Sunshine Coast --Powell River if I get that far and have time....but, due to the sleeplessness, when I travel, I caffeinate to keep on the right side of the road.....
Only drink it occasionally otherwise....
I don't get massages or visit a chiro, but am in dire need...after getting whacked in the nose a couple months ago when I misjudged what a hung tree was going to do (butt was impaled in the ground, mid tied with a less than ideal line angle. Chipper winched it out of terra firma, but the winch wasn't fast enough. Wouldn't have been a problem if I'd been behind the porta wrapped tree. Robert was on the winch, and his mom, Catrina was filming.... She was instantly bawling, at the sight of me getting whacked and bloody. Had to tell the 911 operator that I was fine (I really wasn't) but I Wraptor'd up in the rig tree, and pulled the block... 20 minutes later, we were cleaned up and done, while my nose dripped a bit of that red stuff.
Since then, I'd had a stiffer than normal neck, and occasional slight tension headaches...and a runny right nostril--think the septum was damaged a bit... now I'm both deviant and deviated....