Knackered

I'm really tired right now. Really. Tired.

I was thinking about why on my ride home. Tomorrow is my rest day and I'm very ready for it. I've had a lot of good workouts and just finished a frisbee game where we could have used two or three more people. I probably could have used a little more food than I had today, and the apple that I brought to eat before the frisbee game was gross. And then I figured it out. I'm such a moron. I didn't take synthroid again this morning. Damn it Adams. I forgot one day last week too and I can't recall if I took it yesterday or not. I actually think I might have to go to one of those plastic days-of-the-week jobbies that old people use. Or perhaps a sticky in my bathroom? If only I could train the people at Tim Horton's to remind me. Then I'd be laughing.