The roommate: "Please don't make those sounds in the living room. You sound like you are getting it on or something."
What was I doing in the living room?
Rolling my IT bands with the styrofoam cylinder of death. So now I have been banished from the living room. Like I am intentionally crying out in pain!
Sheesh, I need to live with another runner.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
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It probably wasn't as bad as the second time that I nearly froze my hand off in Champaign. I came back in and was screaming and crying in pain for almost a half hour as the blood came back into the hand.
But what made that really bad was that at the time my roommate *was* getting it on in his room. Must have killed the mood...
Hahahaha! Thanks for the laugh this morning.
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