I'm training to become a greek-god-esque athlete with olympian dreams. Actually, I'm training to run 3.1 miles without keeling over and dying mid-way through. What I didn't know is that I would turn into an oompa-loompa after each run. My body is rejecting exercise and has become allergic, why else would I turn into a beet after moving a measly 2.2 miles? What the hell is wrong with this pathetic vessel I call a "body"? What if I didn't live in the modern times and had to hunt and gather and all that jazz? I'd be totally screwed. I'd be piggybacking around on some of the stronger people, like a human parasite. However, I would clean and take care of my host, to keep it symbiotic and such.
Running woes.
Friday, April 23, 2010
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