!Saturday, July 14, 2007
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Fitness woes.I tried, I swear!
Yesterday I finally heaved my lazy ass off the computer chair, uncovered my rotting running shoes and took a jog around my condo area. Of course the last time I've ever been so crazy to do this (and actually do it on a regular basis) was six months ago.
If this was a good day six months ago (i.e. bright shiny sun, chirpy singing birds, no exhaust fumes and random joggers cheering you on) I could have covered a reasonable, decent distance before my legs give out, I see a glowing light and I think I'm going to heaven. Now I can only make it to half that reasonable, decent distance. Which makes me unreasonable and indecent. Great.
Well, come to think about it, I could have covered the whole path-that is, if I was strapped on a wheelchair hallucinating and spasming with a glucose drip and those weird electric shock paddles.
I need to do something about my personal fitness! Or I stand at a high risk of dying of a heart attack before I turn 15. And I probably consume so much peanut butter that I'll have a Skippy mascot dancing in my funeral.
EEEEP.
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