After that, I headed straight to the gym, biked dutifully for my 20 minutes (forgot to mention to you guys that I am now able to ride the upright stationary bikes almost pain-free! Trying hard not to overdo it....), and went back out to my car—which made a horrible ugly scraping sound and only started after three tries. Naturally, I freaked out, started to dial my mother when I realized that was illogical and not very mature of me, and instead dialed my mechanic. Long story short....my poor boy Sam needs a new starter, which is going to set me back $200-300. JOY.
After that unexpected adventure, I raced home, showered in approximately 17 seconds and the answer is no I did not shave and went to work. By noon, I was facedown on my desk, slowly losing consciousness.
So I'm a smidge worn out, otherwise I'd write more about my conversation with Dr. L, all about the great new doctor I saw yesterday, my thoughts/fears/excitement about being able to get some exercise again, the craziness coming up next week, and how I have barely FIVE weeks left until school starts.
Hope everyone is having a lovely Friday! More later, this kid is off to veg.