I've got a big case of the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak right now. Last night I slept like a rock so I'm feeling energetic and well-rested but i spent so damn much of the past two days either standing or walking (while pushing around heavy shopping, etc.) that my feet are fucking killing me. I'm looking forward to meeting a friend for lunch but i feel some real trepidation about a walk of just a few blocks from the bus stop to where I'm having lunch with her which normally I would think nothing of. God, I'm a wimp.