Oh, the pain

and I went ice skating yesterday afternoon before the Superbowl, and my skates were much kinder to me than the ones I rented last time. But man, do I hurt in places I had forgotten existed. I’m sitting here in my cube unable to cross my legs without using muscles that protest. Skating uses some odd muscles, that’s for sure. Of course, my right shin, which hurt for the first 20 minutes of skating (since we were skating counter-clockwise), doesn’t hurt at all. But, the really important part is that no one fell down (OK, lots of people fell down, but we didn’t) and that my skates didn’t give me huge nasty blisters. Yay!

Sleep. I require more sleep than I’ve been getting. I blame knitting.