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LETTER FROM THE EDITOR


The indignity was nothing
new. For about a decade,
my life had been oriented
around lower-lumbar pain
and the constant lurking
threat of sacral spasms. But
things have changed. I’m
writing this letter after an
early-morning session at the
gym, where I worked out
with no back pain. Yesterday
I took a flight without a
twinge, pang, or creak. In
fact, since November, I have
been getting in and out
of cramped UberXs, sitting
through 60- and 90-minute
work meetings, and sleeping
in a succession of hotel
beds—each with a di≠erent
mattress firmness and
pillow height, two kisses
of lower-lumbar death!—
without any issues.
All because I read a book.
Healing Back Pain: The
Mind-Body Connection, by
Dr. John E. Sarno, changed
my life so completely that
I don’t know what to do to
celebrate it other than to
write about it here. As far as
I’m concerned, the book
is utterly magical—yet its
magic is easy to explain. It
simply showed me that the
pain was all in my mind.
Here’s the deal: Over his
decades-long career, Sarno,
a doctor of rehabilitation
medicine in New York,
noticed that chronic back
pain was reaching epidemic
proportions. Western
medicine, meanwhile, was
doing its thing—doctors
attributed the pain so many
people were experiencing
to structural abnormalities
in the spine and treated
patients accordingly, with
surgery and opioids. The
success rates were dismal.

Until, that is, Dr. Sarno
developed a theory that
boils down to this: There’s
nothing structurally wrong
with our backs. The issues
are psychosomatic. The
real cause of back, shoulder,
and neck pain in thousands
and thousands of cases
is unaddressed emotional
issues that manifest as
physical ailments. Sarno
calls it TMS: Tension Myositis
Syndrome. Which means
muscular pain caused by,
well, tension. From stress,
for instance. Or anxiety.
Both of which I know well.
Dr. Sarno discovered
that a staggering number
of the people he treated—not
everyone, of course, but
those who fit the bill for TMS
(including Larry David
and Howard Stern)—could
find relief in part by simply
acknowledging that there
was nothing wrong with
their backs. Read the book.
Accept the theory and
diagnosis. Watch your pain
detach from your back and
float away. Which is exactly
what happened to me. Crazy.

What is infuriating
(if not surprising) is that
Dr. Sarno was ignored,
isolated, and ridiculed by
many of his colleagues in
the medical establishment
who refused to accept as
medicine a diagnosis and
treatment that bridged
the gap between physical
and emotional wellness.
And which often required
nothing more than the
prescription of a cheap
paperback.
Dr. Sarno passed away
in 2017. I consider him
to be a saint, and I say
prayers of gratitude for him
and the revolutionary
simplicity of his work every
single day. I can’t believe
so many people who are
su≠ering still haven’t heard
of this book. If you know
someone who has back
pain that can’t quite be
explained, don’t even
bother telling them about
this article. This is a
stellar issue of GQ , but it
can wait. Just send them
straight to Saint Sarno’s
magical book.

LAST JUNE, I WAS IN PARIS for the men’s fashion shows and had a Friday-
morning plan to meet my friend Joe Holder—GQ’s wellness columnist—
for a workout. (For Joe’s tips on working out while traveling, see page 40.)
Instead, I texted him from the floor of my hotel room to cancel. My back
had spasmed. I was unstable and in pain, and over the next few days,
people started texting me street-style photos that depicted me walking
into fashion shows physically holding my back in place with my hands.
Glamorous stuff!!

Will Welch
EDITOR IN CHIEF

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How this $

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10 GQ.COM APRIL 2020


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