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Okay, so this morning I booted up the online pedometer I use, and worked out the grand total from yesterday's trip to the south side; between biking and walking, turns out I put in a total of 24 miles (or 39 km). And that's six miles longer than the distance of the "official" route, meaning that I literally biked six miles yesterday of unexpected side trails and dead ends and whatnots, never quite realizing it until adding it all up today. And hey, I've discovered something wonderful and new about the human body as well; that the day after going 24 miles for the first time in its entire life, my body has apparently decided that it's had quite enough of moving around, thank-you-very-much, and is simply not going to do so again for a little while. Yes, as in -- I'm laying in bed this morning, staring at my legs, telling them how much I would really like to go to the kitchen now and make a cup of tea, and my legs are just staring back at me and saying, "Ich spreche keine Englisch, mein überarbeiteter Herr."
It's an odd sensation to be sure, having your body just completely rebel against you; in many ways it feels like someone has taken over your body against your will, which is creepy in this existential, bad-horror-movie kind of way. I mean, I'm exaggerating for humorous effect, of course; obviously if I push them hard enough, my legs actually will take me short distances this morning, or else I would've never made it over to the computer to type this entry. But seriously, the reality of the situation is much more like the above horror story than you would expect; that even when I do end up moving this morning, it is done literally by forcing my body to do my bidding, one damn foot at a time, to great protest and creaking and pain and yet some more pain.
Oh man, I think I overdid it yesterday. Gee, Jason, you think? Fucking moron. "Ich spreche keine Englisch, mein dämlicher Freund."
