So I joined the wellness center in our tiny, one red 4-way blinker-light, town yesterday. This is a huge deal in our town! McDonalds was the last "huge deal" to happen in our little town and that was about 15 years ago and is the only fast food for about 20 miles... I was so excited to join and start taking care of me again!
I went with my sister and she showed me around and ultimately helped me kick my own ass! At one point during my 30 second wall sits she was yelling at me like a drill Sargent! I wanted so badly to punch her in the face, but as soon as I said "30" I collapsed into a pile of jello on the gym floor! It was a beautiful site I'm sure...
I thought that taking 2 Motrin before bed would be a good idea. Well, upon waking up this morning I was sure that my fat ass had been hit by a semi truck!! Trying to use the bathroom felt like I was doing squats and as I walked down the stairs whining and groaning like and old woman my husband just smiled! Jackass...
I am sure that walking on the treadmill or hell, getting my ass off the couch, would probably help! Because we all know I have plenty of crap that needs done around this crazy house!
Lets just say that my excitement has dwindled a bit... Ask me again when emptying the dishwasher doesn't make my ass hurt!
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