first day back

and how do we feel? good. Not THAT good, i.e. not good enough to run, but good.

The boss was his usual self-pain in the ass, actually hadda hold down the fort without his left hand. What affected me most was the memorial day barbecue for the patients. No one played guitar, apparently one monkey does stop a show.

Legs better, quads achy but not that bad. Put it this way: going down stairs doesn't make me howl in pain, don't havta go down on my ass.

...gettin' used to this marathon thing.