I went to bed severely disappointed that the Braves didn't make it to the playoffs. I was out with friends watching all of the games - everything was "normal". I went home a little later than a normal school night because we didn't have school the next day. All is well, right? Nope.
I woke up this morning and couldn't move. Not the I'm-really-sore can't move, but the I-can't-move kind of couldn't move.
No idea what's wrong, but my back seized up some time in the night and now I'm pretty much resigned to the floor - doing nothing.
It hurt so bad that by noon I had to call the doctor...3 hours later, 1 doctors visit, 1 x-ray and 3 prescriptions later, I'm still in a ton of pain and I have no answers. So needless to say, all of that running that I was doing...yeah, not happening.
I'm hoping that the meds kick in and by the morning I'll at least be able to go to work. But that'll mean no running in the mean time. If it's not one thing, it's another.
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