Sunday, February 10, 2008

Changing my name to pansy pants

so picture this...its 930, im thinking i should get out of bed because im just chillen, i go to sit up and feel a tug in my lowerback. but i keep on keepin' on...Next, my leg swing over the bed and like a magnet my otherone goes with it. not so i'll be quick and efficient but becuase of the pain that came from them being more than 4 inches apart.
everything hurts and its pathetic.
usually when i go to the mall i complain that my back hurts from walkingand i always say im falling apart at the age of 17 but i have never been to the mall for 8 hours straight picking up toys and hats off the floor.
its crazy. i feel like i should be so ashamed that it should motivate me to go run. or join a gym. or at least get some more exercise than walking from my room to the kitchen. but then i got over those ideas haha.
i'll let work be my exercise. maybe someday i'll be so limber my muscles will just be used to it.

2 comments:

The Jessee Journal said...

I keep telling Trent that picking up after kids all day IS exercise. You have just proved my theory!

The Rowleys said...

Yah, I basically count walking around campus as my exercise since we only ever park out in the boondocks. I'll probably be the fattest pregnant woman in history :)