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primesuspect
Beepin n' BoopinDetroit, MI Icrontian
I turned left when I got to the end of my driveway.
I walked straight for a mile.
That was the hardest part.
My legs were on fire, I slowed down, and I thought, "How the hell am I going to get back?"
I turned around. I started to get a little wonky. I was getting hot so I unzipped one of my jackets, then the other, but my cheeks were freezing. I started to pretend I was the only person on earth (very easy to do at 1:30 in the morning when it's like 33 degrees out), then I started having zombie apocalypse fantasies. Finally I realized I was going a little crazy and I shook myself out of it.
When I got to the 1.5 mile mark, I rewarded myself by leaning up against a telephone pole. Honestly, I could have fallen asleep upright if I had let myself. I started to giggle thinking what a ridiculous scene that would have made.
The last half mile wasn't too bad, actually. My legs became numb or worked out whatever kinks were causing the intense muscle pain, and I sort of settled into a groove. I saw my nightly rabbit, and I knew everything was gonna be okay.
Rabbits. My neighborhood is infested with them. They're everywhere, and they all look exactly the same. Brown, with white cotton tails. I suppose I could actually be insane, and they're all the same rabbit and he's just everywhere, but that would just be crazy. Anyways, they are my only companions these last few nights; I imagine they will get used to me eventually.
My back aches; my legs hurt. Pigflipper says pain is just weakness leaving my body. He'd better be right.
At any rate, I walked two miles tonight; farther than ever before.
As for the fantasy that drove me tonight; a sassy friend of mine was goofing around with makeup tonight and did herself up like Lady Gaga. I won't post her picture, cause she'd straight murder my ass, but it evoked a disco-era, crazy free-for-all orgy, sorta like what Gunther has goin' on. Surrounded by crazily painted women, and me with a porno mustache and loud disco music.
It was a crazy party. You should come.
I walked straight for a mile.
That was the hardest part.
My legs were on fire, I slowed down, and I thought, "How the hell am I going to get back?"
I turned around. I started to get a little wonky. I was getting hot so I unzipped one of my jackets, then the other, but my cheeks were freezing. I started to pretend I was the only person on earth (very easy to do at 1:30 in the morning when it's like 33 degrees out), then I started having zombie apocalypse fantasies. Finally I realized I was going a little crazy and I shook myself out of it.
When I got to the 1.5 mile mark, I rewarded myself by leaning up against a telephone pole. Honestly, I could have fallen asleep upright if I had let myself. I started to giggle thinking what a ridiculous scene that would have made.
The last half mile wasn't too bad, actually. My legs became numb or worked out whatever kinks were causing the intense muscle pain, and I sort of settled into a groove. I saw my nightly rabbit, and I knew everything was gonna be okay.
Rabbits. My neighborhood is infested with them. They're everywhere, and they all look exactly the same. Brown, with white cotton tails. I suppose I could actually be insane, and they're all the same rabbit and he's just everywhere, but that would just be crazy. Anyways, they are my only companions these last few nights; I imagine they will get used to me eventually.
My back aches; my legs hurt. Pigflipper says pain is just weakness leaving my body. He'd better be right.
At any rate, I walked two miles tonight; farther than ever before.
As for the fantasy that drove me tonight; a sassy friend of mine was goofing around with makeup tonight and did herself up like Lady Gaga. I won't post her picture, cause she'd straight murder my ass, but it evoked a disco-era, crazy free-for-all orgy, sorta like what Gunther has goin' on. Surrounded by crazily painted women, and me with a porno mustache and loud disco music.
It was a crazy party. You should come.
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Hmm... have you considered doing some simple leg stretches before walking? Maybe that'll help the burning and pain. Especially if you've got a lot of muscle pain the next morning. Stretching after walk helps the heal-pain.
*I am Jack's complete lack of proper nomenclature*
Also Pigflipper is correct about pain.
He spent the rest of the delivery being quiet sitting in a chair.
I love that you fantasize about orgies while you walk. How does that work out for you? I wonder if I should try this when I go running or biking...
I figure that every day I walk is a day closer to having that orgy.