Popping ibuprofen like candy" is how I found out my spine considers Advil a major food group. If cat-cows help, maybe we need the diesel tech version, like transmission curls or torque converter twists. Honestly, after a week of that, I'm pretty sure my skeleton is just a bunch of loose bolts in a bag. Stretching feels like asking a crumpled soda can to please go back to its original shape.