Ah, summer. The best time to get back in shape and get out and be active, right?
Yeah well, not for out shape fatsos like me.
Just kidding. I'm not that fat or that out of shape and I'm not that insecure. If anything I'm just heavy, that's all.
Anyway, two days ago my sister woke me up in the morning and yelled at me to get jogging. Well I didn't have a shirt. Or shorts. Or shoes. So I had to borrow her clothes. Once I was dressed and whatnot, we headed out (without food).
Unfortunately for me my sister gave me a shirt to wear that was REALLY tight around the chest area. It was seriously hard to breathe in that thing, even if I was standing still. I'm not sure whether or not I should be proud that I'm bigger than my older sister of 8 years in that way or disappointed that I'll never be able to fit in any of her hand me down shirts, but I think it's a pretty big accomplishment to pass your older sister. At that moment, it wasn't that big of a positive. Plus, she also just so happened to choose a pretty hot day to go running, so heat stroke was a definite possibility. But maybe I'm being dramatic.
Anyway, after jogging uphill for only a minute, I was already breathing heavy. It was damn hard to breathe. I might be out of shape, but dude, uphill is difficult for anyone with a tight shirt, not just shapeless blobs like me. Then when we were walking downhill, I was having trouble seeing and walking straight. I had to stop for awhile.
When I got up my sister ran ahead of me and I walked (somewhat) but I had to stop every couple feet. My back was killing me and my eyes were irritated by the amount of light they were taking in (yeah, I'm a retired vampire). I didn't have a phone either so I couldn't call my sister back. I seriously thought I was going to die on the side of the pathway there, but I think I was just over-dramatizing again. Luckily she came back and called my other sister to pick me up near the entrance of the subdivision. She had a glass of water for me to drink and a lecture about getting in shape for me to listen to while we were driving home (good thing I didn't live far).
So, am I really (let's just say) physically challenged? Well, I might be really bad at long distance but back in gym I used to be able to keep up with the faster runners while doing laps. I'd come in the top 25 or something in both classes. I used to be LAST at these things (not counting the fat guy). But I got better and keeping up - especially in short distance (I just don't have enough endurance for long distance).
If I really am as good as I claim, then why the hell was it hard for me to even jog probably less than half a mile? Well I pinpoint three problems.
1. Well, you already know about that tight shirt I was complaining about. I know shirts like that are supposed to support your boobs so they won't go bouncing around, but couldn't they have made custom shirts that fit your cup size? Or maybe it's just my sister's fault for giving me a shirt too small for me and my problem for not being as small as her. I could have just used one of my tops, but she already so nicely gave me one. And you know, starting off uphill will shorten your breath as well, tight shirt or no tight shirt. The top just increased that level of lung effort.
2. Heat. Stroke. When you don't have food or water before you go running in insanely hot weather, you'd definitely overheat. I don't think I need more of an explanation for this.
3. I had. My. PERIOD. Y'know, the little red gift every girl that has gone through puberty gets in their underwear every month? The thing that we dread because it's like our vajayjays are shitting up blood every month with some slight side effects? Yeah, well I didn't know about it at the time and I was cramping up big time. That would explain why my back hurt so much at the time. For you guys out there that might be reading this for no apparent reason and is now looking at the screen uncomfortably, running while having your period is like having your stomach spontaneously combust into a series of little explosions. It is NOT pleasant.
Well there you have it kids. My whole painful story of nearly passing out. Don't know why I wanted to share that with you, but maybe I just wanted to argue my reasons to my sisters without actually arguing with them (if I did, they'd probably just say, "Shut up and just start working out more").
Y'know, I was going to do a review on Toy Story 3, but I didn't want to ruin anything for you kiddos that are still looking forward to seeing it. Plus reviews aren't really my forte - just rants XD. I do have an icon I made for it. ^_^
The Claw!!!
I wish I had better a better font for it, though, but I was making this on my sister's user and all the new fonts are saved on mine. =/ Oh well.
TWGS♥
PS. The picture at the top is a little comic I drew last night on post it notes. If you SQUINT really hard, I'm sure you can make out the words I've written.


Aww, that sucks Gemmie :(
ReplyDeleteI only have one track award for sprinting, my team got sixth in the division once, but I'm not really that good of a sprinter xD I've always been a more of a field event person myself...
Ahh well we can't all run marathons.
I like the comic :)
track stuff... i always slacked off in that unit. haha. I'm more of a basketball/soccer/hockey person myself, though I pretty much suck at all of the above. XD
ReplyDeleteThose Greeks were lucky back then. They centered society on getting fit and whatnotso pretty much everyone could run marathons. Then the Romans took over, where all the fat guys come in. We've gone back to the Roman Age.
Why thank you. It was kind of a last-minute-while-watching-George-Lopez-at-4am kind of thing XD