Well, last Friday I learned that I've sustained a small back injury. And, the worst part about it is that I'm supposed to avoid exerting myself for the next 6 - 8 weeks. Yep, no sports for Laurel. I have no idea what I'll do with myself, or how I'll tell the other members of my basketball team. That's not even scratching the surface of what it's going to be like to let down everyone I'm training for the marathon with. Oh, the horror. As someone I know said when I got back from the doctor, "So, you've hurt yourself in a way that requires you to take painkillers and be lazy for the next month?" "Doctor's orders," I said. It's a rough life.
It is What it Is
The tirade of a neurotic Southerner...
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