At 4;17, I woke up, one hour before the alarm was to go off. I turned over and moved my legs to the edge of the bed and OW! More pain in my calves, like it never left. There was no way I could do boot camp this morning; it would be hard just getting there. I turned off the alarm and went back to sleep.
Last night at the Natural game I put my feet up on the seat in front of me, with my knees bent, and at the end of the night I thought my legs felt a little better by the time we left.
This morning, no dice. Not better. Barely walking.
I did get to catch up on Mad Men this morning.
All the cool blog names were taken, so my cats, Cooler and Fizler, lent their names. This blog is about our third or fourth mega-trip that Will and I have taken to Vermont every September since the year before Hurricane Katrina.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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