No, when I said "My ass"...I was not referring to "Hey guys! I'm going to give you a great workout to make you have tight buns".............. I am being cynical. And grumpy. I am sorry for the profanity. 3 clinicals this week. I leave the house at 5:40 am, get home at 8:30 pm. Almost 2 hours of that day is spent driving. I officially hate where we live right now. Cannot wait for that golden day when we move. (construction signs should be be more honest, instead of "Delay ahead" -- they should just say " You're probably going to want to drive your vehicle through a cement median during the next 3 miles. Hey Don't feel so bad!--It's your tax dollars going to great use! ") I'm skimping out on my "Wellness Wednesday" today. I have an online class, where, if the internet wasn't so public -- I would be ranting on and on about how I feel about many issues surrounding this class. Oh, if the day had more hou...
Ruminations of a runner and recipe-maker, who serves up ranty cynicisms from time to time.