Day Something or Other - AKA I Hate That I Can't Run

I don't like this. Blogger has this whole new thing, or format I guess and I really don't like it. It's new and unfamiliar like kindergarten and my mom isn't here and I don't want to sit next to the kid putting boogers in his sweater sleeve.

*takes a breath*

ANYway, so this blog is supposed to be about running but since that isn't happening as of late I'll just tell you about the massive idiot pill that I took yesterday. It did lead to a serious upper body work out, but it was pretty stupid.

So yesterday I woke up and thought, "Today I'm just going to relax. Ryan is working so I'll just sit and watch movies and play video games."

Then I went outside, and saw the giant pile of leaves and the weeds everywhere. And then I remembered that it is rattle snake season and I thought of all the fun little hiding places they could have. I'm not sure exactly if it was at that moment that I took my stupid pill but something took over my body and I had one goal in mind: must clean the backyard.


Here's the before:

And before I show you the after let me just tell you the sacrifice it took me to get there. First off, I threw on a tank top because it was boiling outside. Fail number one: I'm pasty and European and the sun was merciless. My back looks angry and red and mean. Also, if you look closely at the picture you'll see a giant pile of leaves in the corner. It was heavy with water and I had to rake it all the way to the corner. Then I shoveled it over the side of the fence (cause I'm white trash). Fail number two: Um, when was the last time I vigorously raked a giant pile of leaves that weighed a million pounds? Hmmm. Never. After I did that I decided, hey, look at all these crappy weeds. I hate that Penny has to run through them when we play frisbee. So I began chopping the weeds with a shovel. Fail number three: Okay, when have I used a shovel in the past year for longer than 10 minutes? This whole process took me at least 5 hours. AT LEAST. I downed three gatorades I was so dehydrated. My back and shoulder muscles are incredibly sore, which, AWESOME, but my hands are torn to bits. I have five blisters on my right hand and two on my left. Even better (sorry male audience) I started my period. SCORE! LOVE IT. Really though, even though I was stupid and didn't wear gloves and I didn't put on sunscreen till at least halfway through the day, it needed to get done.

So here's the after: 

The weeds in the upper left corner are the screw you part of my job. I couldn't do it guys. I could barely drag myself inside, my body had had enough. Anyway, there it is. That's what my weekend has been. Today, Ryan and I have just relaxed, played with puppies, and had pancakes. I've eaten absolute crap today. So much crap. This is my confession. This is my first absolutely horrible day. 

On the upside? 4/20 was amazing. We ate non-pot brownies at work. We also made jokes about potheads and played this awesome shark game on our phones. Best pot day ever that didn't include pot. 

News that I should've included at the beginning of this post: RYAN PASSED HIS FINAL! I'm so proud. 

I think that's a positive ending. Happy Sunday everybody. Wear gloves and please, please wear sunscreen.