(Our little uninvited guest is now residing in a plastic bag. Eff you, deer tick.)
So apparently after you frolick in the outdoors here in Massachusetts you need to check yourself for ticks. Here's what I learned yesterday about ticks...
- They are really small.
- They are really hard to remove from your skin.
- They look really eff-ing disgusting, especially when you look down and suddenly realize you have one embedded into your leg.
- After removing one from your skin, you can't help but feel you're covered in creepy-crawly bugs. Try finding one right before bedtime and then trying to fall asleep. Um, nightmares?
(I grabbed him with my tweezermans and I yanked him out. And he held on TIGHT!)
Have you ever found a tick on you or someone else? Nope. Never. I remember learning about ticks in girl scouts and then our leaders making us check each other over after camping trips.. and we'd giggle and goof around as we looked at each other's armpits and hairlines but we never found any. Now I know what they look like and how hard they are to remove. Ick.
Garmin stats: 6 miles/47 minutes 30 seconds. I can't shake that 'off' feeling I'm still having. Eff this!!