It’s December, my favorite time of the year. In my enthusiasm to live a healthier lifestyle and maybe shed some pounds before my birthday, I decided to return to the gym after a long hiatus. And for the same reason I found myself with extra energy I decided to do some sit-ups, something I only occasionally do. But this time I did 11 sets of 10 and felt really good after that. I even gave self a virtual pat on the shoulder for not feeling any soreness when doing it. Fast forward to the next morning. Whaddaya know. I started to feel the pain, and oh. my. god. it’s so painful I can’t even describe it. I couldn’t stand up straight because any stretch will cause it to hurt like hell. That, and something I ate the day before gave me some GI distress (aka diarrhea), made my day utterly miserable and I had to skip a day of work/school. Lying in bed, curling up like a prawn in distress, I wished I didn’t go to the gym or did all that sit-ups. I wished I hadn’t eaten the seafood I ate (I didn’t even eat that much!!). Ughhhh. So much for a healthier lifestyle. :'(