Oww.

I'm sure one day I'll be one of those people who are so adapted to running that their range of motion is not affacted after going ten miles.

Today is not that day.

May I relate to you how cold it is -- and windy!
I feel a bit stoned, though I'm not.

I ate a big breakfast (more like brunch), though I suspect I'll just be hungry again in an hour.

My hip rotator has taken a beating. I desperately want to take a long, hot shower but cannot until the hip is iced.

I don't have anything profound to write - I just want to whine.

Whose idea was this, anyway?