I awoke gently this morning snuggled in my honeys arms, feeling loved and secure … Ahhh. Today seemed so filled with happy promise …. SCREECH …. OUCH … SCREAM … Oh My God, why does my B, C, and C hurt?
I wrote Donna an email demanding to know why these parts of my body hurt. What is a B, C & C? Well, guys, cover your ears. It is my B=breast area (boobs–I have never had my boobs hurt), my C=core area (this has been hurting for days), C=inner thigh (you know I can’t type that out–I am a PG site), and my BACKSIDE, My Rumpass, My bum–ohhhh I hurt all over! Bad words are welling in my mind every time I move–I am trying to be a good girl–but it is hard! Whhaaaahhh!
Mike and I are about to head to the gym so that I can work some of this pain out my body. I am sure I will be having pleasant thoughts with each move I make today. I sit here pouting, because every time my lovely husband reaches out and caresses my skin, I cry out in grievous torment. I so hope that I can work some of this out.
Oh, if only the pool wouldn’t be full of kiddo’s and bodies where I could swim and work all the pain out. Whhaahhhaaa.
Moan..whimper…whine…pout…I used to do this every week without any problems! I just thought you all should know that scales are the last thing on my mind, but I did weigh myself, and I have stayed the same. How do you forget about the scales? Put a hurt on your body where your brain can’t focus on it. Thank God I rode my bike last night, or who knows what would be happening to my legs!
As Mikey reaches out to caress away my pain (which by-the-way isn’t working) he tells me that I looks skinnier all over. I am so pain ridden I cannot deduce if he is trying to make me feel better or what he says is real. I do know every time he touches a new spot, I find a new pain. WHAAHH — I have become a weenie.
I’ll let you know how I feel when I get back from the Y … S
Update — Didn’t make it to the gym, I was hit by a wave of hunger. We promised Boo to go look for his first car, so we will hopefully make it later.