Stuff

My arms hurt.

No really, they HURT.

A friend and I did the Erin WOD Monday and I still can't lift my arms very far above my head. I was going to run this morning (hoping the increased blood flow would help), but when I let the dogs out it sounded like it was raining outside. I realized when I let them in that it wasn't actually raining (I heard the drainage dripping off of trees and such), but it was still too late to run. Grrr.

School is finally over. I passed and am taking a break from it until the fall/winter semester, and I still haven't decided about that one. Work gets in the way a lot. I know it's sad that I only think about work getting in the way, but what else is there to think? For six years now I've been believing and practicing the "mission first" motto as much as I can, and in reward for that, I got punched in the gut. So...I'm learning. As much as I can, as quickly as I can, and I'm hoping it will be enough when the time comes.

Oh, and my ARMS HURT!