creak, groan, ooh. ahh. stiff. sore. i hate getting old. grumble. grumble. reach for the ibuprofen.
still feeling poorly. dh and i are both feeling stiff and sore this a.m. i think it's something we ate. he thinks it is because he ran last night. But all i did was walk. couldn't muster up the energy to do anything else. too tired.
but couldn't sleep, either. sigh.