The back and hamstrings actually felt okay on this morning's run. WooHoo!
|"That wasn't so bad" was Randee's comment today. You don't understand. If she ain't complaining something is wrong.|
|No wonder I'm always getting hurt. My form is all kinds of hunched and lopsided.|
|Yeah, like we worked out hard enough to look this miserable.|
On my way out the door this morning I asked the always sassy Audrie to take my picture. "Why are you always wanting your picture taken?" was her response. "Because I'm so cute." With a smirk on her face she took this picture.
|"You might look cute if I do this."|
|Hands on hip girl. Perhaps the headless picture was better.|
It's Wednesday. You know what that means? You get to listen to me whine. Shut up. You know you hit refresh a million times ever Wednesday waiting for this post to hit.
Whine of the week:
I'm getting freakin' old. A little yard work turns into a beating. I'm sunburned. I have a strained back. My hamstrings tensed up like a fat lady seeing a kid grab the last cookie. It's totally ridiculous.
There are also a few humans in my life that I would like to no longer have to deal with. Their actions are never illegal. But totally unethical. I may bitch, but I'm nice about it. It seriously wears on the nerves. And my patience. And my sanity. Calgon take me away. Or them. Please.
Wine of the week:
|The purple section has a few choices this week. Thank goodness.|
I'm also thinking a girl's night out is in order.
|Good times. Good times. On the bar is always better then at the bar.|
Happy Whine and Wine Wednesday!
What's your whine and wine for the week?