Today was . . . interesting.

I now know where they came up with the expression PITA.  I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say I ended up almost passing out at the doctor (remember, I’m a baby with a low tolerance for anything remotely medical, remember The Dentist Incident?) and then needed a pain killer, which they administered with a quick shot to my backside.  Ugggggg.

It was an all-around crappy day.  Is it just me or does anyone else notice that days that don’t start with a run end up being crappy?  I did get pilates and some biking in, so that was something.

Looking forward to pressing the re-set button and starting over tomorrow.