Remember me saying I was likely going to pay for that 4.5 mile walk I took yesterday? Well, it didn't happen right away, but it did happen. The pain reared its ugly head after I took a second 4.5 mile walk in as many days.
About 2/3 of the way through my walk this morning, my feet and legs started hurting. Not so much that I couldn't keep going but enough to be annoying.
Compound that with much cooler, drearier, and windier weather and, well, it just wasn't good. (The sun did show up toward the end).
But I was on a timeline as I needed to be back home so Katie could leave for work.
So I powered through and got home and now I do not want to move at all. Let me lay down. Please?