- A sunburn in the itchy stage
- Apparent tendinitis in my left forearm
- Five new and exciting pounds
- A sore neck
- Mental fog
- A sleep-deprivation headache
I think the tendinitis came from trying to steer an unwieldy rubber raft down the Yellowstone River last week. Or maybe it was 90 percent from hitting Shift-Ctrl-Z all the time and the rowing just pushed it over the top. But whatever the cause, that's the thing that's making me most unhappy: It means I can't do yoga, which I consider essential to getting my life back on the rails, although maybe not eating potato chips and ice cream cake for a while will help with that, too.
The things that tried to kill me were really fun, though. (Obviously excepting the sleepover.)