I end up in pain all the time these days whether I do anything or just sit around. My theory on this is if I am going to end up in pain, I might as well have fun doing so. It is January. It is Boston. It is winter. So yesterday we went to the beach.
It was low tide.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining once it stopped snowing.
This might even be part of a ship wreck from the early 1900's.
There was snow on the beach and some ice.
And I made a snow angel.
Then we went out for (very healthy) fried clams while my next Tramadol kicked in to relieve the pain. I had fun while I was in pain.