Yesterday was one of those days.
Sunday afternoon, I was attacked by either a single, very angry wasp or a couple less angry wasps. Anyway, they got me and when I had regained my composure, I put ice on the bite marks. Did that help?
Monday, hoping (actually, looking forward to) for a great chest and tri’s, I woke up to the picture above. And, it got worse. Ended up having to get some Benadryl and not being able to work out.
No worries. Live to fight another day, right? You bet, but glad it was swim day, today. Arm’s still swollen – the guy at the desk was like, “Looking buff, old man!” I replied, “This is the original meaning of swole,” as I showed him the angry red bite site. Ahh, to be in my happy place.
68 laps in the pool, 12 mins on the bike, 6 mins on the elliptical and 4 mins on the rower.