I’ve always wished I were more flexible. I’m not talking about mental or moral flexibility and my personal relationships are all pretty good. I’m talking about good ol’ fashioned stretch ability. I’d like to be able to touch my toes, or maybe sit cross-legged on the floor and play spades with my kids. Nope, flexible I aint. Some of you may recall my post on the TKAA Order of the Turtle board. If you don’t that’s ok, read on.