I didn’t stretch well enough.
Halfway through my second mile, my left leg seized up. I walked the rest of the way back. But, hey, it’s Wednesday and I have the rest of the week. One light day. One light day, and I can’t stop beating myself up over it. Going to do a core workout tonight.
I want to be in boot. Winter with cold or summer with sand fleas. But, more than anything, I want to not be here right now.