Monday, September 8, 2008
30 miles.. Yep, it's Gluttony.
At its finest.
F.JIM is on a work out kick. She invited us this past Saturday to go biking w/her trainer and a couple other chicks from the gym. Little did we know that we had signed up for a 30 mile Nazi bike riding boot camp.. 2 hours into it I'm cursing, sweating and ready to die from sheer exhaustion. My legs were like rubber and I really don't know how I didn't end up puking. I actually think that during the worst of it I may have even blacked out. Not to mention the fact that the night before was DANGER GIRLS' B day party and we drank ourselves to oblivion.
I had the shakes, the shits and I'm pretty sure I looked like death had warmed me over....
Hell!, Riding to Eagle River was easier than what we did on Saturday.
But, I suppose I can say, "I did it, bitches!"
It may not have been pretty.. But, at least I get to brag about riding my bike 30 miles! Plus the muscles in my legs seem to have grown, bringing me that much closer to my dream of hanging from a tree to strangle some one with them!
Things are looking up!
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