Stumbling up the stairs looking kind of like Frankenstein’s Creature lumbering awkwardly with arms outstretched- picture it. That’s me.
Two Saturday’s ago I was lying on my couch trying to stay awake. I could have slept the day away. Instead, I put on my tennis shoes and moved it, moved it. (Yes, I quoted cartoon animals.) I sucked up the sunshine and moved my body into a state of awakeness.
And Sunday came and I did it again.
And Monday came and I did it again.
Tuesday and Wednesday brought rain.
Thursday and Friday brought illness.
But Saturday…well, Saturday brought a goal. I decided I was going to walk at least 5 miles. A perfectly symmetrical forehead sunburn and 2 or so hours later, I’d walked 7-8 miles around my northland neighborhood. When I got home I realized that my bangs had been sticking out for more than half the walk because I’d moved my headband down to my hairline. (hence the symmetry of the burn.)
I’ve learned a few things and I think my butt is tighter. Did you know that people put a lot of crap in their garages and leave the door open so you can see it all? Yep. Did you know there are a ton of cops in my neighborhood. Yep. (I live fairly close to a police station.) Did you know you’ll see natural prairie grass- right by my house? Oh, and there’s a random body of water just down the street? And there’s a little puppy who looks like a fox.
But just so you know, there are hills here and you can pull muscles walking.
Work it, girl. I’m right there with ya. Gained 45 pounds since 2006 (with a nice 20 pound loss in the middle one year). I like sleeping better and looking better, but it sure can be a splendid misery when it wants to.
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