My ass hurts. And I ate cheese fries tonight.
CHEESE FRIES! WTF was I thinking? I haven't eaten anything like that in . . . well . . . years! Since I've been sick I have been having the weirdest junk cravings: pizza, chocolate, and cheese fries. This from the girl who eats completely plain, unsweetened, old-fashioned oatmeal and fruit smoothies with absolutely no sugar added for breakfast and all protein-and-veggie dinners.
Speaking of food . . . . sitting to eat hurts. (Sitting to do anything hurts.)
Technically, it's more the area between my lady parts and my inner thigh that hurts. I feel like I lost a battle with a very low-blowing enemy. Or I fell off the very steep cliff on the side of Mount Assmore.
I can't believe I rode 140 miles last week like this. (Well, it wasn't nearly that bad then, but still.)
SO I went off to the store for some Butt Paste and some pain-relief triple antibiotic so I'm prepared to combat this bastard if/when it strikes again.
That's all my lazy, sore (and hopefully not fat) ass has for today.