Thursday, August 27, 2009

August 27, 2009

August 27, 2009

So, I hope you all enjoyed my 6 part mini-series about The Best Worst Vacation Ever! It was quite an adventure. I daresy it was the Best Worst Adventure in all the land! It was SUCH an adventure; in fact, that there were several parts left out due to the ridiculous length of the story. Good times, though. Good times.

Brogan has apparently turned into a mouth teenager like overnight. I’m not quite sure how to deal with this situation, but I am positive that the next time she tells me “whatever” and rolls her eyes at me, it may very well be the last thing she ever does. Ingrate. Hmph!

So, I’ve starting running again. And by running, I totally mean “running”. It’s more of a trot really, but not quite a gallop. And to be honest, there is a good bit of walking in place of “running”, but let’s not split hairs – it’s still a cardiovascular activity. I should preface this by saying that I used to live for running. Do you hear me? LIVE. That was before kids though, back in the days when I had plenty of free time, oh and money. MP and I used to run races every weekend and not to toot my own horn or anything, but I almost always placed in my age group. Those were my glory days, so you can just imagine my surprise when I got back out there last night and NEARLY DIED. You guys- it was so, so bad. I would say it sucked, but MP says I use that word too much. As such, let’s just say it “VACUUMED”. A LOT. I have never felt more out of shape. I am almost too embarrassed to tell you that, mid-run, I totally ducked into a restaurant and begged for water. I am not kidding you. I was all “Dude, (huff-huff), I would normally (huff-huff) NEVER do this (huff-huff), but I mean- I am about to (HUFF-HUFF) DIE. Can I (HUFF-HUFF) please (HUFF-HUFF) have some water?” The guy was all, “So, you’re about to die? Is that right?” And I’m all, “DE-FIB! DE-FIB!” and he gave me water.


1 comment:

Amy said...

You are too funny! It will come back quick...your running skills. It only took me 2 weeks to get back up at 2 miles and haven't ran since before I was pregnant with Gage...and he's 3 1/2. I will say a little prayer for you though!