One Small Step

Today I got through a few miles combined on an eliptical and treadmill, but I had to pause and walk for a bit because I heard my ligaments speaking to me. “We’re not keen on runnin’ right now. Hows about a breather, yeah?”
(they’re British)
I politely obliged and tried to relax. So we went along together for about half a mile. I ran another several minutes before they started whining again.
That’s gratitude for you. You take them out for some nice massages & physical therapy, let them go swimming, feed them some nice vitamins, but they still complain.
Brats.