I hurt today, homies. Really, really hurt. And not just my legs -- although they are the most sore (it hurt to put my pants on today) -- it's every part of my body. I had to just kinda flop out of bed this morning, and I'm walking around like I'm 80.
Soccer certainly kicked my ass yesterday.
Therefore, I'm thinking of taking an unexpected rest day today. Usually, I run on Mondays and rest on Tuesdays, but I think I may need to reverse that order so my body can catch up from the extra work it did yesterday. Yowza, I can't believe how sore I am.
In completely un-related, but very sad news, one of my department's secretaries died over the weekend. She's been battling breast cancer for awhile, and it had worsened in the past few months. Two weeks ago, she went into the hospital, and didn't return. It's hard to wrap my mind around the fact that she was here, just a few weeks ago (sick, yes, but here), and now she's gone. It's a crushing loss -- on a personal and professional level. She was such a great person, and she battled the disease with bravery and courage; I'm really saddened to hear that she lost.