I can't believe how wimpy I have become, despite all the working out I have been doing.
I wound up heading down to work this morning and putting in five+ hours.
There was a time when five hours from me would have kicked ass.
You could hardly tell I had been there.
My stupid neck was really giving me hell and my head hurt, and I waited too long to eat, so I was all out of sorts (thank goodness they fed me some amazing Indian food.)
I am very disappointed, tired and sore.
I am grateful that Mark was willing to be on Freyja duty all day, and that Maxwell had a friend over, and oh, I am grateful for Chinese take out.