I think I’m getting old. My back hurts (lower back – it’s felt achy and a little twinge-y since my last Muscle Blast class two Mondays ago). My left arm was tingling off and on for almost a week (it’s stopped now) because I think I pinched a nerve doing a handstand in yoga class (a week ago Wednesday). I make grunting noises when I lunge to get over the dog gate at the bottom of the stairs, and worst of all, I was SO over Halloween after about the tenth group of kids. I lose patience for that quicker every year. All we were doing was handing out candy to the kids who came by. I can’t imagine how the parents of 8 or 9-year-olds must feel, trailing their kids down block after block. I mean, when they’re 3 or 4 or 5, they’re totally adorable, they need your help, and they get tired fast (very important, that). Beyond that age, can they even get tired out? It’s exhausting just thinking about it.
I missed the very beginning of the evening because I had to take Roxy to the vet. Once again, her paw was bothering her and she licked it so much she made it worse. Yay for obsessive dogs.
Here’s my sweetpea last night at the vet:
And here she is today, completely miserable in her Cone of Shame. The sock just wasn’t working this time.