My Little Body's slowly Breaking Down.

I’m falling apart! I’m not sure when it started, but it has started. Just look at me…

- I have developed some sort of rash thing on my neck. I think it is some sort of allergic reaction to my scarf, because it happened just after I put it on the other day and now my neck burns every time I put it on. Like really really BURNS!
- While I got may hair coloured today a bit of the colour dripped down my neck and has stained the rashy bits into some sort of pattern that The Boyfriend (through his laughter) described only as “Hounds-tooth like”. And I detest Hounds-tooth.
- I can’t bend or move or fully extend anything. Too much working out or something, but all my muscles are sore, and now I hurt in places I need three mirrors to see. I can remember even four years ago, I could work out, run, dance, climb trees and have no physical aftermath. Now… I’m a candidate for Ben-gay. (Ha… I said ‘Gay’).
- I can’t climb trees anymore. I was perfectly fine to mount and jump from trees last year on our annual fall hike, but last weekend the Great Scot, The Halfaneese and The Boyfriend had to help me out of a tree when I got scared and couldn’t get down. Plus, I still have bruises and scratches on my arm from the experience. AND I NEVER USED TO BRUISE!
- And now, all of a sudden, I have a canker sore. No idea where this little bitch comes from, but there it is.

If this is what 27 looks like, I don’t think I’m gonna like 30+ very much.