Malmö - home of the pee, land of the grey

My body is screaming at me, begging me to go practice. I try to tell it that I want to but that I really can't do that right now.I'm busy recording. I'm on day three and I am starting to get a severe Bikram abstinence. My back is sore and stiff and I try to do a couple of backbands now and then, but in between I am really just sitting down all the time, playing the piano or the drums, or whatever it is I am doing at the moment.
I had a brief look into the Bikram Yoga studio at Södermalm in Stockholm this morning as I followed my beautiful wife there. She is doing that Jason Winn seminar again for the second weekend straight and I never thought I'd say this, but a part of me envies her. Something happened in my back after taking that advanced class last Sunday - nothing bad, no injury or anything, but it feels lika something has moved in my spine. Something that has been locked for a long, long time. I think my back will go "crack" one of these days if I can only find the right angle or twist to find the exact location in question.
I've had alcohol two nights in a row - I haven't been drunk or anything, but I still fear how it will be to practice again next week. I know what a few days of absence usually does...
"Come on, practice! Twist me, stretch me, bend me, make me sweat!"
My body screams at me.

(now, I started writing this on Sunday, then a few days passed ...)

Anyway, Iam going back to Malmö this afternoon and by tomorrow night I'll be back to practice again. Leaving Stockholm to go back to the everyday life with work and work and work.And some pratice.
I came in to town this morning with the train and as I watched inner city Stockholm pass outside the window I felt a bit sad for leaving so soon. It's a beautiful city, Stockholm and Malmö doesn't really compete in the same league in the winter. Spring and summer - that's where Malmö shows off a pretty face, but in the winter...awful.
But here I am and I will get through it yet again.