I’m a fat girl, not a triathlete. Bones knew his limitations, what seems to be my major malfunction? All that working out has CLEARLY wreaked havoc on my lower back. Have you ever been doing something at a counter that’s too short for you? All hunched over trying to cut up an onion until this backache overwhelms you and you’re like “Ah hell, forget it, this’ll taste better without it anyway.” and straighten out your back as if you were 95 years old? Now toss in the occasional shooting pain and I think you see why I haven’t been to the gym lately. Ouch!
To say that it’s a downer would be an understatement. I’ve been doing so good. Between my trainer and the gym I’ve been consistently working out 4 or 5 times a week. For the average person that’s impressive, but when I do something like that it might be another sign of the Apocalypse. Toss in an earthquake and we’re all gonners. Now I’ve canceled working out with Dustina AND haven’t been to the gym. I’m NOT a happy kid. You can bet your butt I’ll be getting my scale back from her. Oh stop it. I have self-control now remember? I will NOT be getting on it 3 times a day. I’ve learned to value my successes in whatever manner they come. I am a changed woman. Tis true.
How cute was that, all that confidence and what not? Fact o’ the matter is…I’m scared to death. This could very well be a very big setback. This could get me planted firmly back on the couch for the long term. A few weeks ago I had back pain, plantar fasciitis (my lagging foot quandary), and raging shin splint issues that I’m used to dealing with, but were much more painful than usual. I was STILL going to the gym. I ended up getting $120 shoes to help ease the agony. I’m of the opinion that shoes that expensive should not only cure my injuries, but make me skinny by simply putting them on my feet. That is INSANE! Well, my ailments aren’t gone, but they are noticeably better…except my daggum back. Why do I have to have so many obstacles? Sigh!
To say that it’s a downer would be an understatement. I’ve been doing so good. Between my trainer and the gym I’ve been consistently working out 4 or 5 times a week. For the average person that’s impressive, but when I do something like that it might be another sign of the Apocalypse. Toss in an earthquake and we’re all gonners. Now I’ve canceled working out with Dustina AND haven’t been to the gym. I’m NOT a happy kid. You can bet your butt I’ll be getting my scale back from her. Oh stop it. I have self-control now remember? I will NOT be getting on it 3 times a day. I’ve learned to value my successes in whatever manner they come. I am a changed woman. Tis true.
How cute was that, all that confidence and what not? Fact o’ the matter is…I’m scared to death. This could very well be a very big setback. This could get me planted firmly back on the couch for the long term. A few weeks ago I had back pain, plantar fasciitis (my lagging foot quandary), and raging shin splint issues that I’m used to dealing with, but were much more painful than usual. I was STILL going to the gym. I ended up getting $120 shoes to help ease the agony. I’m of the opinion that shoes that expensive should not only cure my injuries, but make me skinny by simply putting them on my feet. That is INSANE! Well, my ailments aren’t gone, but they are noticeably better…except my daggum back. Why do I have to have so many obstacles? Sigh!
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