I started out jumping rope this morning as I waited for the sun to come up. While jumping rope my shoe came untied. As I bent over to tie it, my gimpy hamstrig full on popped. OUCH! I was mad, so I jumped rope as fast an hard as I could to get my anger out. After finishing 30 minutes I had worked out my anger... mostly, and went for a 10 mile bike ride.
During the ride my chain popped off and I had to put it back on. Once again if felt frustration, but tried to work through it. As I arrived home I remembered that I had low pressure in one of my truck tires, so I parked my bike leaning up on the opening of the garage door so it would be out the way as I filled my tires with air. I started filling the tires and the compressor made a weird noise. Next thing I knew it was smoking and shut down. Guess I burned it out... more inner turmoil. I disgustedly put the compressor away and headed inside pushing the garage door button on the way in to shut the garage door. Heading to the kitchen I remembered my bike was propped up under the door. I turned back, opened the door and pressed the garage door button right before the garage door came crushing down on my bike... wheh, dodged a bullet. I had grabbed the door frame as I swung out to press the button and slam! The door is on a spring hing, my hand had just been crushed in the door. That pain made my hamstring pain seem like nothing. It is swollen and hurts still. I hope I didn't break anything in it. This time though, I didn't really get mad, I just thought that at least my day couldn't get much worse. It's only 9 am. I hope everthing else today goes much smoother.
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