damn.
an 8 hour day followed by a five hour drive left me hammered flat. Head hit the pillow already asleep; then the stress on the knees took it’s toll; everything is stiff and sore- a day of climbing on machines like a mountain goat and then sitting immobile in the car is just rough on me, anymore.
That’s why God made advil liqi-gels.
yeah, I’m headed for the medicine cabinet now.
I hear ya.
I was just thinking today that getting older is for the birds. (Though it does beat the alternative…)
My right knee is aching and my lower back is sore. Arthritis setting in? It has been raining almost constantly the past few days.
Christina: yeah, even the birds don’t like it. When you can predict the weather with your knees or ankles, it’s time to head for the ben gay.
Yep, I’ve got an ankle that predicts barometric pressure better than Tom Skilling, and two knees that sing a Rondeau of Pain whenever I climb a ladder. But it IS better than the alternative.
A day like that would be hard on anyone. It’s just that young guys are too stupid to listen to what their bodies tell them. (Well, unless their bodies are saying “Time for sex!”)