i think god is playing a cruel joke on me. i'm not laughing.

[caitxrawks]

So today is Day 2 of my "Walk with Joss every day for a month" experiment.

I didn't walk yesterday, but that was because we went grocery shopping, and I think that kinda counts as walking because let's face it, WAL-MART IS HUGE!

So yesterday doesn't count.

But like my title says, I think Mr. God (not the Christian god, just any sort of being higher than myself god) is playing a cruel trick on me.

WHY IS IT...

That the second day of walking is much much much much MUCH worse than the first?

I blazed through four bottles of water.

I walked for an hour, fifteen minutes more than Day 1.

And I am DYING.

I feel like my legs are going to pop off. You know that tingly muscle-moving sorta feeling you get after you exercise? Yeah, my leg muscles are doing that time one thousand.

I think I'm going to expire soon.

And Joss is just a happy little ball of cuddly fluff.

Must be nice to sit back and just chill while Mommy passes away trying to get healthy.

Just wait, Miss Joss. Ohhh, you just wait. Once your little self can walk, you are walking WITH ME, MISSY!

*sigh*

Hey, at least I killed an hour doing something productive.

Now the house has to get cleaned, Joss needs a bath, I have to cook dinner, call Mom, and do 500 other things before I can take a shower and sit down and become le morte.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, AG-OH-NYYYYYY!