I am a wake up, get up, sort of person. Within seconds after opening my eyes I get out of bed. This morning things were a bit different.
My eyes opened. I took the cat off my head, threw back the covers and … came to a screaming halt. My back muscles seriously protested doing their job, and my stomache muscles couldn’t do it without them.
I pretty much climbed up the wall to get out of bed. My back hurts. My right leg hurts. My pride hurts.