Much to my dismay, I have discovered that I am a total wuss.
With my past experience in security work, and my forays into assorted sports-related activities, I had considered myself...well...at least somewhat durable, if not full-on Rambo-esque tough. I could catch bullets with my teeth, I thought.
Alas, no. I went bowling on MONDAY. Today is WEDNESDAY. I am STILL SORE. I've been wandering around the office, saying things like, "Man, my arches are sore," and "My hips hurt."
The best one, though, is: "My thumb is sore from bowling too much."
THAT one cleared out all the folks around the coffeepot this morning. More for me! Whee!
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