I feel like I just got my ass kicked by a gorilla. Wait...no. Not a gorilla. If I got my ass kicked by a gorilla, I wouldn't have any arms and my face would be plastered on the wall (you heard what happened when that lady tangled with a chimp right?). Alright, so maybe not a gorilla, more like a tag team of spider monkeys. You know, the kind you diaper and keep as pets? Yeah, it feels like a pair of those little assholes went to town on my legs with a pair a pliers and a blowtorch.
So the reason I feel like ass right now (other than the spider monkeys) is because yesterday I started a running plan. Note that I haven't actually run for more than 15 seconds since college. Basically, it's a plan to get a couch potato like me into good enough shape to run a 5k over the course of about 3 or 4 months. My wife is really interested in getting in shape with me, so I think I'm going to hold off on continuing the plan for a few months until she is ready too.
A blowtorch? Alright. :D
ReplyDeleteI'm very nervous about c2k - you'd really seemed terribly uncomfortable. :S