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| My feet felt like this...Courtesy of Pinterest |
Rollerblading used to be my shit.
Today?
I nearly died.
Multiple times.
My feet cramped up so bad that I had to stop and take them off for a quick massage {the rollerblades, not my feet}.
All I could think at that point?
Oh shit, I still have to go all the way back.
I want to be healthy.
I want to lose weight.
But I don't want crampy-ass feet to get there.
I came back to the office and pouted and heated up my 100 calorie soup.
Sitting here now, I feel better for working up a sweat.
My Prozac is making me stabby in that I can't sit still and my joints/muscles ache unless they keep moving.
I don't think I'm ever going to be happy again with myself.
Ever.
Whenever I feel Stabby McStabberson pecking away, I unleash my inner geek and hit up my online gaming and kill the shit out of something.
ReplyDeleteI hope you find a #happyplace. :)
~~KJC
I think you can be happy with yourself. You may not see it right away but you will get there. Just take it easy on yourself and allow yourself to go at a pace that is good for you.
ReplyDeleteWhen you get stabby think of taco punches and moose knuckle punches...and you administering them.
ReplyDelete:)
I know, it takes more than that.
You'll get there. I know I sound like the world's worst broken record, but you truly will. We both will.
PS. If I put on a pair of roller blades, and fell, my spine really wouldn't look right.