Wednesday, December 7, 2011

I was supposed to, but then...

Alright, I've realized that lately I've had a whole bunch of "suppostas" (not to be confused with suppository) that have not come to fruition due to circumstances that were out (?) of my control.

Like today for example.  Today was all full of shit I was supposed to do that didn't get done.  Granted, some were by choice, some not.  I decided that I'm going to do the Couch to 5K workout.  Let me preface this by saying I don't run.  I've never been a runner.  I don't identify with anything to do with running.  In high school, I threw weights, and Mr. Walling and Mrs. Hageman (my coaches) would have us run a mile before going on to practice our events.  Well... we usually ran a quarter, and then told them we ran the full thing, and they were too busy watching the sprinters and shit to pay attention to us, and we'd go lift and then head out to the shotput ring and get a tan.  Anyway, the reason for C25K is I need to get off my ass, pure and simple.  I have a treadmill that I don't use except as a drying rack, and that is unacceptable.  SO, today, I was supposed to do Week 1 Day 1. Supposed to.  And then, I fell.  In the shower.  And jacked up my ankle and shoulder.  My parents should have named me Grace.

I was also supposed to count points today, but then I made biscuits that needed strawberry jam, and the potato soup from last night needed to be eaten, and the kidlets wanted burritos for dinner, and the wine needed to be finished up.  Whoops.

Tomorrow is another day.


  1. With the utmost grace and style. I was just getting in, and since I actually cleaned the damned thing yesterday, the bottom was slickery. Maybe I should have written a PSA for not cleaning the floor of the shower.

  2. Well, that was your first damn mistake. Cleaning is of the devil! Sure hope you learned your lesson.

    But good for you for having a plan. Even if you have to start a bit later.

    I do hate it when there are leftovers that just HAVE TO be eaten. And when those kids of mine DEMAND I make them mac & cheese. How can you not at least taste the mac and cheese to make sure it's ok? IT'S FOR THE CHILDREN!

  3. Misty, there is now a sticky note on the wall by the shower that says, "FOR THE SAFETY OF THE PUBLIC, DO NOT CLEAN." And dammit, I made mac and cheese for dinner. Those little turds better eat it all so I can 'enjoy' my salad.