The Day After

I have not stopped sneezing or sniffling since I got done running the Rugged Maniac yesterday afternoon. I feeling like a little feather up my right nostril tickling me and making my nose run. Holy crap do I feel like I'm getting old here. My ribs feel like there is a brace around them making it hard to breathe and my ribs hurt. There are a number of other ailments I have but will not bore you with, lets just say. Old and outta shape. I am proud to say I did every obstacle. I saw a number of people go around obstacles and were only slightly dirtier than they started the run. That is something I won't understand, why pay all that money only to go around? I can understand injuries and such but... well. Anyway.

Do you get me now?

"When you are ironic it suggests you are thinking deep thoughts."  - Count Fenring

I never put much thought in what people think of me mostly because of the way I grew up and from my time in the Marine Corps. This is because the way I see it only one persons view of me really counts and that is the Big Guy upstairs. Its not that I don't appreciate what my friends have to say about me its just people will always have their own beliefs and its very hard to change that. Most of my good friends now didn't like me at first because they didn't get my personality and sense of humor. Those that do seem to have built up a level of ...tolerance to me.
All that being said the irony of me explaining all this now is not lost on me and I find it funny that I felt compelled to write this. And as always, either you get it or you don't.
Have a nice day.