
The Sweet Fresh Hell
Really, there are no words I could possibly add that would be adequate enough to do justice to these latest horrors. I just need you to silently bear witness and offer pity.
Also, two side notes: 1) Concept2 – I see this as a personal betrayal since my thighs are on fire today. As soon as I can stand again I’ll… well, I’ll walk more quickly and stand without making small whimpering noises – like the champ I am! Those aren’t tears. I just have allergies, and 2) the gym only looks empty – there are actually people behind me – all ducking their heads down trying not to catch the eyes of these beasts lest they, too get drawn into the event horizon of rope pulley ski hell (or I may have carefully avoided violating anyone’s privacy as the gym got busy) Oh, and in case you don’t think my trainer is pure evil, I will leave you with this – a gift she once sent to me. PLAY IT! Know my eternal suffering!
… and I rock at soccer! You’re welcome!
I guess I’ll go back tomorrow for more.
Gads. What we do to ourselves HAHA
Oh, well, no pain, no suavis?
Power on!
I’m still recovering from the SkiErg, and received my new calendar of activities to do, which include more SkiErg starting tomorrow. At this rate I may not be able to stand by Saturday! Living the dream!!