Didn't know purple could hurt this bad....
Friday, July 23, 2010
So, yesterday I mentioned the Zumba class I encountered. This morning, I woke feeling pretty good. Until I tried to bear weight coming off the bed. My calves burned and my thighs were tight, but the rest of me felt OK, for the most part. I dressed for work, not in my usual daily scrubs, but in knee length sweat pants and a stretchy tank top. Today was the day of the five hour long fundraiser for our activity department of the fun loving task of washing some one else's vehicle. About thirty minutes and the third car into it, my shoulders were BURNING! My muscles were screaming at me to stop. My leg muscles were burning even more, and even my tuckus muscles were begging me to stop moving. But, my boss insisted I had to be there to join in this joyous event. Anything for the residents, right? I swear, if I could have gotten away with it, I would have figured out how to strap those sponges to my chest and let my waist feel the heat, if you know what I mean.
After the car wash was over at two, I was burning both inside and out. I felt like Ralph Macchio on more than one occasion..."wax on...wax off"...now knowing that has a whole new meaning. Everyone was telling me that I looked a little "red". However, catching a glance once or twice in shiny windshields, I could see what they were talking about, only it was a LOT red. I am normally very pasty, but tonight, as my 15 year old daughter tells me, I look more like Barney, than Elmo. I am literally purple. My face, neck, shoulders and arms. I have a nice tan line as a result of the knee length sweats, and of course the infamous upside down "V' on my foot, signifying the flip-flops worn for the day. Oh, and I smell like armor all and stale back seats...YUM.
One a different note, after work, I came home, showered and picked up a new Nicholas Sparks book I got the other day. Just finished it. Couldn't put it down. 'The Choice'. Very moving book, cried at the very end. I swear, if all men loved the way that man writes, there would be a lot less divorces and more love thrown around this world. At least at my house anyway.