Well, I had a good turkey day. I ate meat, as I do on all big holidays. I enjoyed the taste; it was awesome. I did shots while I was cooking (I liked this part). I had a good turkey dinner. It didn’t take long for the cramps and pain to kick in. It was almost as soon as I stopped eating. Seeing as how I don’t eat meat normally, I always have this problem, but the great quantities of turkey made it much worse. I was ok with it. Today, I feel like I have greasy rocks in my gut. Guess, I just need to flush it out. I’ll get back to running soon, but I’m not pushing my body today; it’s mad already.
That wasn’t the bad portion of my day. My car is a mess. Apparently the “brake check” at oil changes means nothing, because my brakes are very shot. Had to replace the drums and stuff. This is awful because I don’t have a job. I almost cried when the mechanic called to say he had to switch the back too. Well, that didn’t happen because the front was $230 and who can afford that? My mother paid for the big bill. I feel so ashamed. It’s crushing. I know that fixing my car is literally taking present for x-mas away from my son. I can’t buy him anything, so family gifts are all he will get. Bad days, bad days.