Yes, it is me. After running cross country from 8 o' clock to 9 o' clock am, going straight to softball, going home squashed in a seat with three and a half people in it, when it is only supposed to hold two (as well as being squished under a large, unfolded stroller in an uncomfortable position), going home, eating, doing chores and then going to basketball camp, I woke up this morning and was just a LITTLE BIT sore. More like 'I'm too sore to move!' sore.
I was sore.
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