In fact, I am sitting on the couch with a heating pad (homemade, with pinto beans), considering taking a muscle relaxer. What has sent my shoulder into spasms today? Was it the 12 mile run? The wings? Who the hell knows? But it can’t go on like this all day.
So that could really push me into SLOTH territory. There is just no way to tell.
In other news, Michael wants to go out for Valentine’s Day. It is really just an excuse to eat out. But since I volunteer on Tuesday’s, we need to move it to Monday. And have the wings and chip fest, I have to figure out something that won’t blow the whole week.