Yep. gross and painful. This can describe my relationship to my feet/legs when I start running again.
When they started to hurt, was after they burst and by that point, I was half the distance away and still had to come back. Which is the sucky part of working out not in a gym.
I am trying to decide if I feel ambitious enough to put together my Ikea crate tonight or not.
Man, fall is starting. I'm ready for new TV. That's how I know it's a new school year.
I did, Perkins, thanks!
Your posts today made me think that I need to find a good breakfast place. Well, I thought other things, too... but pancakes kept coming back to haunt me.
Nope, Perkins, you do not feel that ambitious. Yet.
Plus we have a thread to kill.
I'd have pictures via my camera phone but when my new camera phone came in the mail, the handset went blitzy and I haven't taken it in to be repaired or replaced. For the last four months.
Not that kids are bad, just annoying a lot of the time.
Cass, not even annoying all the time. Just that they ruin things. And i say that as someone who genuinely like kids and often am not angry about what they ruin. But ruin things they do.
I had delicious pancakes while in the Outer Banks. They were just... rich and yummy. And ordered by the five year-old who, thankfully, only wanted one. If I'd known they were that good, I'd have ordered my own.
What's the crate for, Perkins?