Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Ha-ha-ha, God, Ha. Ha. Ha.

Somehow I decided that working out for two hours straight, after three years of little to no physical activity, would be an excellent idea. Brilliant even, I'm Superwoman after all. That clever idea resulted in a taxi ride home, after walking like the hunchback of Notre Dame 1/4 of the way home, trying desperately not to puke.

On the bright side, the 1/2 hour long conversation I had with a mormon on one of my rest stops (as in; 'you better stop and rest or you'll puke') wasn't too bad. I hereby stand converted, and the first thing I'd like to say is; I'm glad I can make you laugh, God.