We've hit a snag. Yes, already.
You see, last night I started having some discomfort in a broken molar. By 3:30 this morning it was full blown pain. After much anxiety on my part, and some gentle pushing by the female offspring and the male of the house - I ended up at the dentist this afternoon. Where the remains of the tooth were extracted. I was sent home with a numb face, a big chunk of gauze in my mouth, a prescription for antibiotics, and orders not to exercise for 24 hours while the extraction site clots and starts to heal.
Um... well, that certainly puts a damper on the whole "30 Days of Activity" thing.
I wonder if I could manage a nice walk to the end of the road and back without causing a hemorrhage or any other complication?