like a swift kick in the face.
okay, we all know i wasn't literally kicked in the face. maybe that would have been better, eh? i hate being disappointed. i would rather be deathly ill....or break a bone.
on the way home, this song happened to play. full blast. on repeat.
it made me feel a little better to sing along. maybe that sounds dramatic, but oh well.
ps. i went running today. granted, it was for 25 minutes and only 10 of those were actually running, and by running i mean jogging (my short and slow midget leg jog.) but hey, progress is progress!!