Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

I made a little error yesterday that I will remember with each step I take today. Literally. In my weight-loss zeal, I decided to do a little stair-climbing. On my lunch break, I walked up and down 12 flights of stairs. OK, twelve flights; it doesn't sound like much. And to be honest, it didn't feel like much while I was doing it. But somehow, today, it feels like somebody surgically implanted a tennis ball in each of my calves. Each step I take, my calves are screaming, "ouch!" Which makes walking any distance feel like this: "ouch! ouch! ouch! ouch!" Going down stairs feels like this: "OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!" It gets tedious.

Thank God for Motrin. High dose therapy.