What the...

Tonight was my first track workout with the team. I thought running on a trail hurt...HOLY $#&@!

Tonight was full of challenges, my Jeep died on the way to the track, luckily Carolyn was in the area and picked me up. I'll figure out what to do about the Jeep tomorrow. Then I was late. I warmed up and started the "hard" part of the work out, which included running so fast that I thought my lungs were bleeding. But, if that was not enough, I had to endure a bunch of other runners passing me like Dale Jr. at Daytona while smiling and chuckling about who knows what. Then I drove home (an hour) and found that now I wasn't physically able to walk up the stairs. Don't even ask how I got into the house...trust me, you don't want to know.

Now, I'm trying to remember how to spell through a pain induced haze. Screw it! I'm going to bed.