Too Much Perfection?

I woke up at 5am with a terribly stiff neck. By the time I finally hauled my sorry ass out of bed, it was so stiff I was completely incapable of moving my head more than 2 inches in any and all directions. I have no idea what I did to it. Two days ago I ran 5k for the first time, but yesterday I felt great. Absolutely no soreness. Perhaps it is a delayed reaction. I dunno.

But what I do know is that I prescribe wholey and completely to the belief of better living through chemistry. So, one vicodin and one flexeril later, I am still hurting, but I care a whole lot less.