Oh for the love of peas!

As my hip flexor rears its ugly head once again, its time to break out the peas. My good old faithful bag of frozen peas. With me through thick and thin. They even have their own travel bag with cooling system, so that post run I can sit in my truck, peas on my groin chilling. I drive with them, facebook with them, and read with them. Well the peas even came to starbucks and the drop-in clinic with me today. Sitting in the waiting room, with my coffee and my peas. This frozen bag has received more love and commitment than any man in my life. Oh how I love thee peas, to heal, not to eat!