"I am SO bored."
That's right folks. After sitting in nearly the same spot for the last 10 days, I have exhausted all the offerings of the printed and projected modes of entertainment. I have caught up on all the old magazines I didn't have time for when they came. I have watched more Sponge Bob, Avatar - The Last Airbender, and Wonder Pets than one person ever should. I think the kids and I have all lost IQ points.
My rear end is beginning to take on the texture of the couch and my field of vision is so limited that I almost forgot that we have a garden out back. I have long pleaded with the Lord for rest, and after the busiest darn June on the history books, I got it.
Thank you, Lord.
But some weird things happen when you are sedentary. Going form 1hr of heavy workouts 5 days a week, to nuttin - zip - zilch, has messed with my head. Last night I cried to my husband because I was afraid of yet another social situation. I'm inwardly terrified of social situations - and ones with women my own age specifically, that's not the big secret, but...
Crying?? W. T. H.
Sigh. So I will chalk that one up to the fact that I haven't had a good shot of endorphins (can you buy those on eBay?) for almost 2 weeks, and just let it go. I am so anxious for Tuesday - I'm going to try to do some walking on the treadmill. I would love to go out on the trail, but don't want to get a mile out and have to limp home.
Things are getting better, but very slowly. I was very excited to go to church with the family this morning, but am home anyway. After getting dressed and putting on makeup and doing my hair, looking at doing anything more than elevating this throbbing left lower limb was sounding mighty un-fun.