I Ran Two Miles

And I only wished for a quick death a handful of times! Granted, the rest of the time I was simply praying to God to give me the strength to take one more step, but, yeah, I ran two miles!

I wish I could say that I feel physically fit after this feat, but, in all actuality; I can't believe how achy and sore I am all the time. Getting out of bed in the morning is a crapshoot: will the knees buckle under my weight when I stand up? Will the cramping in my left buttock render me incapable of making it to the bathroom without a wicked limp? Will the aching in my right elbow be significant enough to prevent me from thoroughly washing my hair in the shower? Every day, it's something.

On the bright side, I have a virtual pharmacy in my medicine cabinet, and, naproxen seems to be working on most of the aches and pains. I have no idea what I will do if my body builds up a tolerance for the stuff; lets hope that doesn't happen before the weather changes and the humidity that is behind these aches and pains departs for another year.

In news not related to my decrepit shell of a body, The Teenager leaves today for another volleyball camp. This time, she is headed to the town in which her father's Alma mater is located. You may remember that she and her father toured the college last month, so; The Teenager feels like an expert on the campus and is looking forward to showing off her vast knowledge to her teammates.

She's also looking forward to seeing a family friend of ours who lives in the area and has volunteered to watch a few of The Teenager's games. The Teenager idolizes this girl and she is so excited to see her. I'm glad she'll get the chance.

While she is away, the rest of us are going to try to get the lawn mown and the garden weeded in between monsoon rains and lightning storms that have recently lit up the evening skies.

I think, perhaps, The Teenager is getting the better end of this deal.