Sore

I'm sore. Beyond sore. Incredibly sore. Unbelievably sore. It really seems rather crazy that I should be this sore.

Being on crutches is forcing me to not only expand my cardio abilities, but it is also giving me an arm workout that I didn't particularly want.

Also, did you know that pavement is slippery when wet? In the past few days if you’ve noticed a poor defenseless girl who has been ruthlessly thrown to the grown by the fact that her crutches slipped out from under her- that was me. So not only is my body taking a beating, but my pride is as well.

I don’t enjoy being sore. I get no satisfaction from it. Just pain! Some might say that I’m a pansy… all I’ve got to say to you is that when YOU go around for a week to all of your classes on crutches, fall a few times, and have your arms rubbed raw from crutches—we’ll see who the pansy is. :-P