Two days post-race and I’m STILL walking like a cowboy!
I don’t remember the last time I was this sore after a race. Even after my marathon I felt fairly good. Hmmm... could it be the lack of proper training? :-)
I just took the elevator to go up and down one floor. I attempted to go down the stairs, but it was too painful to go back up.
Over the weekend my sister, her sister-in-law (Mireille) and I talked about judging people without knowing the full story. Have you ever seen someone take an elevator one flight and thought – geez you COULD have taken the stairs!? Well, maybe they couldn’t. Mireille was recently quite ill and although she looked ok, she wasn’t able to go up and down stairs. On a recent trip to the doctor she had someone look at her strangely for taking the elevator up one floor. She felt judged, but also realised she has likely judged before.
I just felt judged by a fellow elevator rider and thought of Mireille’s story. I really need to make an effort to assume people who park in a handicap parking are in fact sick even if they don’t look it and people who take an elevator up one flight aren’t necessarily lazy.
I've just taken a double dose of Advil and hoping it will kick-in soon. I have to admit - it's quite nice working with pharmacists. You can always count on them to have exactly what you need. :-)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
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