After my lame falls off my bike yesterday, I am hurting pretty badly. The elbow and the hand not as much as last night, but my side and ribs are throbbing today. I am one clumsy girl, and this is a messy sport for a clutz, I can see that already.
Nevertheless, I managed to squeeze in a run this morning. Well, a jog. Or a slow ramble. At least, I was moving forward in a straight line, listening to Eminem and wearing Nikes. So I think it counts.