Went to Kennywood today with the kiddos. Pushed around a 675 lb double stroller with two toddlers inside. (who collectively weight around 48 lbs). Up hill, down hill, around the park, strategically PAST the potato patch (the smells wafting up my nose) BUT, I walked right past, nose in the air and said a big "eff you, potato patch" on my way around, in my Skechers shape-ups!
3 hours of pushing, pulling, ,holding, sweating, dodging, and we were on our way home with two tuckered-out toddlers. Proud to say I ate only a grilled chicken wrap (only 1/2 of it), no dressing and a small amount of pasta salad, 423 gallons of water, and a ton of watermelon (love summer).
Got home, watched a movie with Gwyneth Paltrow and decided that this ass won't get any skinnier sitting on the couch watching that skinny bitch, Gwyneth. Sigh...that bitch motivated me to run again. I put on my sneaks, my tank, loaded the iPhone with my new C25K app (LOVE THIS) and ran half mile to the track, 1.5 miles on said track and half mile home from the track. Loving my little slice of heaven that is ONLY MINE and no one else's.
I must say, I wanted to die, die a slow painful, sweaty death. Running sucks, it really zaps my life force, but I know it is the only salvation I have and the only thing I have that is ONLY mine.
I will run that dreadful 5K in Sept. I will run every day, rain, shine, snow, sleet or hail.
Effing skinny bitch, Gwyneth.
:0 cheers
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