Wednesday, October 06, 2010
ALSO, so I have mentioned before that I love going to the gym, which if you noted my chubby self, you would be surprised to discover that I love exercise. I do, it's true,. But I also damnwell love food. YUM. ANYWAY, I usually do the full on combat and cycle and cardio classes, mixed in with the occassional yoga and pilates (can not stand the weights or treadmills, ugh - it's classes only), anyway this is a rather long paragraph in the lead up to tell you that I decided to do a PUMP (weight lifting) class on Monday morning and it's Wednesday and no joke I CAN STILL NOT WALK. I hobble. I hobble, rub my stiff legs and cry. If I walk around a bit, it loosens up and I can do a SORT OF resemblence of a normal walk, but if I sit down (and my job is an office IT job, I sit a lot) as soon as I stand up, I hobble with apparently two wooden legs. And tears in my eyes.
So I have to sort that out before the market on the weekend. I have the dream that I will be able bodied in public. DREAM BIG I say.
Luckily, it's not all work and agony at the moment, we have taken regular time out in the park across the road
Although someone is not pleased when other small people DARE to touch the Ruby Rock swing set. Peons!
Bad parent for photographing her pint sized rage.
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