The music of Chick Corea’s band “Return to Forever” is exciting, upbeat, and jazzy. The return of my sciatica after over a year was dull, painful, and humbling.
It happened without warning during the music festival “Lock’n”. I suspect that several factors aggravated my lower back. Of course there is no way to identify a single culprit; I feel quite motivated to avoid all of them in the future.
The first mistake was to switch from my full-body workout to a beach-run in the weeks before the festival. I love the beach, but it’s no substitute, imo. For me, strengthening the body’s core is the key to avoiding sciatica. That’s what the talented Dr. Han taught me.
The next error may have been driving all night to the festival.
Perhaps the tension of a three-hour wait at the entrance gate contributed.
I overworked my back lugging gear to the campsite. (We chose a wooded campsite rather than car-camping.) I also brought too much gear. I should have moved less gear each trip. There may be an attitude problem involved.
I definitely stood too much, and danced too much, all day and half the night, for several days. Possibly the wonderful craft beers of Virginia dulled pain that would otherwise have served as a warning. As I always say, pain is Nature’s messenger. On the final day of the festival, I was stuck in my portable chair for most of the shows, out of necessity.
There were no seats with proper back support at the festival. I now know this is an absolute requirement.
I received a program of back-stretching and core-strengthening exercises from Dr Han years ago. I haven’t done them regularly for about a year, except that I do the “Horse” position at every workout. Maybe I should restore them to my daily routine.
I do not think that a softer and more level sleeping surface would have helped. I didn’t feel painful upon waking up. Probably the time laying on my back helped.
Thankfully, the sciatica is 99% gone three weeks later. I credit the return of workouts at the park, and, the wooden “English Banker” chair at my computer. (It fits me perfectly; I have a very flat butt.)