June 1st, 2004

Ah, That's Why It Hurts...

I'm sitting here this morning noticing that the muscles where my arms attach in front are sore and I'm trying to figure out what I did. I didn't move enough heavy boxes around Marcon to cause this.

And then I realize that I drove north on I-65 on Sunday night through several hours of nasty, tornado-producing thunderstorms. With a death grip on the steering wheel.

Ok, that makes sense.