I seem to have done something not-nice to my knee a couple of weekends ago when ummm... yeah. I'd hurt it before (not doing that though), and this isn't all that bad, but I'm very aware that since moving I've really started to slack off in the fitness department (who am I kidding, I continued a previously established habit of slack-ness) and I think that might be making it feel worse. I have a larger range of motion than I have after previous injuries, but it seems to hurt more and it's generally feeling less cooperative than it has at other times.
As I was getting out of the shower just now, I stepped on some bit of building debris (I will be overjoyed when my house is under less construction, or better yet when entire rooms are fully habitable) and in the ensuing hopping and cursing I managed to aggravate my knee (as well as myself). I guess I'm going to have to figure out what I'm going to do about fitness. I've always been able to work my way through stuff like this, but right now I'm not sure where I'm going to find time to do everything I need to do. This evening, I got home, checked email, and then before going downstairs to do dinner, I sat down on the big comfy blue chair that Ruben gave me and found myself waking up about 2.5 hours later. I didn't even plan to doze off at that point. I think I've discovered a whole new level of hell (the one where you are hose and tired and you can't blow things off because most of them are things that you want to do, there are just too many of them)....
Bleh. I need more hours in the day.
"If you can't get everything done working 24 hours a day, work nights"
All right, time for bed.