Game Day +1

My body refuses to do as I tell it to.

I say walk, it hobbles.

I say lift, it claims that it doesn't have the strength.

I say stretch and it does so, but not without painful complaint.

My skin is fine some places, ghastly in others.

Shades of blue, purple, black and yellow cover my body, and scratches are etched into my skin like marks on a totem pole.

My neck hurts to move.

Yesterday was game day, and these are my battle scars.