i lost my bottle a couple of years ago. i had an unpleasant experience on a black slope with mogals which left me with fucked up knees and the notion that doing things which could result in bodily pain was not a good idea. anyway, after a prolonged absense from the mountains i finally went back yesterday and, although i wasn't heading straight for the black runs, i did ok and i felt pleased with myself. i wasn't feeling quite as pleased this morning when i got out of bed and realised that i could hardly stand-up never mind walk. and that only one of my arms was in full working order. basically about 75% of the muscles in my body are complaining. loudly. which would be fine except that i have my first boot camp session tonight. there's a good chance that it might kill me.
4:58 p.m. - April 16, 2007
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