whining – The Shrinking Jeans of Thea


September 8, 2009 By thea

I’m such a wuss.

I have been keeping up with my 30 Day Challenge without much pain.  Well, there’s pain, but it’s the good kind.  You know, the I-actually-worked-a-muscle-and-boy-it-felt-good pain?

And my 5k is Saturday so I’m in my last week of training, which I’ve also been keeping up with.

But you know what has me benched tonight?

My back.

My lower back has always been pretty weak and gets strained pretty easily.

You wanna know how I strained it?

Mopping the floor.

Which just proves that I should stop trying to clean my house.

Housework, if you do it right, can kill you. – Erma Bombeck

August 27, 2009 By thea

I’m not a good sick person.  At the first sign of illness, I have a tendency to curl up into the fetal position and feel very, VERY sorry for myself.

There was a time, when I was in H.S. that I was in a bad way an my mom was my nurse for about 6 weeks.

We don’t talk about that much.  It’s one of the few times I remember making my mom cry.

I’m not a good patient.  AT ALL!

This week?  I feel like a Mack Truck has ran over me, looked in the rearview mirror, and then reversed BACK over me just to make sure they finished the job.

Which means I have a headache.

I don’t know if it’s allergies (a new development for me) or an actual sickness.

I did get on the treadmill yesterday, but that’s the first time I’ve been active in a while.  I just feel like I want to roll up in a ball and sleep for a month.

Which ever mother knows is one of the WORST parts about being a mom of small children.  There are no sick days.  Ever.

I’m not making good choices.  I’m not working out.  I’m just waiting for the wave of ICK to roll on through.

And praying that my kids don’t kill each other while they are “playing”.