@%$*, that hurt!

Richard Prior once said, "God can make you take five." I have probably quoted that before, but it always crosses my mind shortly after getting another five. Tonight it was a chair. This chair met my foot in such a way as to cause immense pain and lingering soreness. Tonight, the chair called my toes out. I am gimping around utterly floored that I am now looking at a stretch of healing without running. A simple miscalculation and I get to savor some delightful lessons in patience.

Great.

No. Really


great.