Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Happy New Year
The universe is conspiring against me.
I've cut out my morning toast, opting for whole grain cereal only. Tripper and I are taking salads for lunch.
I've been treadmilling fairly faithfully. Now my knees are bothering me, which makes exercise a little difficult. Extra weight can't be helping, of course, but not being able to exercise as much won't help that. Thirty years of walking incorrectly due to flat feet-- according to the internet-- can cause knee pain. Soooo....
The middle school and high school are competing against each other with a step-contest, each team member keeping track of her steps each day using a pedometer. I have one, but the battery is dead, so I decided to get a new one, seeing that a new battery was as much as a new pedometer. When I got my new pedometer, the battery was dead.
I thought perhaps I'd put the new battery in the old pedometer to see if the problem was the battery in the new pedometer or the pedometer itself. Makes sense. Worth a shot. While attempting to do this, I lost hold of the little battery bastard. It flung itself-- in slow motion, I swear-- into the toilet this morning.
Tonight I finished the ice cream in the freezer. That Breyer bitch won't have Chrissy Snow to kick around any longer.
I've cut out my morning toast, opting for whole grain cereal only. Tripper and I are taking salads for lunch.
I've been treadmilling fairly faithfully. Now my knees are bothering me, which makes exercise a little difficult. Extra weight can't be helping, of course, but not being able to exercise as much won't help that. Thirty years of walking incorrectly due to flat feet-- according to the internet-- can cause knee pain. Soooo....
The middle school and high school are competing against each other with a step-contest, each team member keeping track of her steps each day using a pedometer. I have one, but the battery is dead, so I decided to get a new one, seeing that a new battery was as much as a new pedometer. When I got my new pedometer, the battery was dead.
I thought perhaps I'd put the new battery in the old pedometer to see if the problem was the battery in the new pedometer or the pedometer itself. Makes sense. Worth a shot. While attempting to do this, I lost hold of the little battery bastard. It flung itself-- in slow motion, I swear-- into the toilet this morning.
Tonight I finished the ice cream in the freezer. That Breyer bitch won't have Chrissy Snow to kick around any longer.
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My Miss Clariol hair dye flung itself into the toilet just the other day.
I just posted about The Boy's eating habits, how unfair it all is.
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I just posted about The Boy's eating habits, how unfair it all is.
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