Beyond sore

My poor, poor body is so sore from last night's run. I sat at my desk all day, whimpering in pain. When I could sit there no longer, I came home, and sat in front of my computer here. I got up to hobble to the kitchen for a glass of water and came back to this:


And that was my cue that it's time to retire for the evening. Gotta get up at 6:30 and head to Nyack...