I am so frustrated this morning. I got up, Ruby and I began our morning routine of a run to get the day going. We are usually in the dark but it is getting lighter as the days get longer (yay!) so it was day light only about a 1/2 mile to go, had ipod in ears and getting thru my run, when I don’t know what happened, the next thing I know I am all tangled up in Ruby’s leash, palms skid across the pavement, then knees hit, and I am sitting on the ground trying to figure out if I am ok. I am pushing Ruby off of me because she is worried and all over me. Can I stand? Yes I can. Is there blood? Yes, there is. Can I walk? Yes, into a jog as tears are streaming down my face because I am mad more than anything else. I am thinking, ok, I am alright…I survived. I get home, stretch and cool down and now as I sit here my knees and palms are stinging. (You can bet when my baby’s come in with scrapes and bruises CONSTANTLY wanting my attention and I quickly kiss them and send them back out the door…I will take more time to sympathize with them, I PROMISE) It hurts to walk, my neck is out of whack, I AM A MESS!! So, that is how my day has began……sometimes, it feels better just to whine and moan for a minute, get it all out there, yah know?