Down

In the roller coaster of post-op recovery, I'd have to say that today was one of those low points. My foot was very swollen (the worst I've seen it in a couple of weeks), but I had promised Chris that I would work at the bike shop from 1-7. But by noon I was already exhausted and frustrated after a trip to the post office, drug store, Circuit City, and the craft store. So hi-ho-hi-ho it was off to the shop I went, followed by a workout at the gym. For some reason I had a hard time getting my heart rate up. By the time the cop pulled me over for having expired tabs (or rather, for Brett's car having expired tabs) at 9:30 p.m. I had pretty much had it.

Man, I could really use a day just to lie in bed and sleep.