This morning? I don't know if I'd call it centralized, but it really does only hurt in what I shall call the "main owie area" in that "I've walked too many miles" sore feeling instead of the constant pulled tendon/throbbing ache I'd been experiencing.
It's like it was waiting for me to finally give in, say uncle, acknowledge my defeat...
Weird, huh? And just in case, I GIVE! Really!
In a complete and transitionless tangent, his goal, like my little brother's on Monday actually, was to sleep his day away...what a simple birthday wish, but just in case:
Happy Birthday, Andy!