Day 186

So turns out that shooting with good "form" killed my neck.  The residual nerve pain is making me grumpy.  I don't meet with my PT until next Thursday and it looms in the distance.  Sorry, I don't mean to complain.  C rocked it in his "tall tale" competition this evening.  He looked like a little man as he performed.  He was in his element and even little C was into all the stories of the other children.  I'm so proud of him.