So for the last couple of days my left leg has been swelling up. I kinda feel like I should be pregnant to have this much pain in my legs, but since Jesus already came, and there's been zero audible voices of God in my life lately, I'm pretty positive I am not pregnant. So where's the swelling from? Apparently, according to Erica aka the bastion of all health and wellness knowledge in my life outside of Jillian Michaels and Dr. Mark Hyman, it's a circulation thing. In other words...get off of your butt and start moving Kelly.
So, today's the day. I get off of work in 2 hours 20 minutes (yes, I'm writing this on my break), and my first move is to go home and get changed into gym clothes. Well, actually I'm going to go pay for a ticket first so that the cops don't arrest me in my swimsuit...which could be weird...but could also give me like 100 cool points, but anyways, after paying for such deviance as speeding to a LOST Finale party (yep, that's actually the ticket I'm paying for), I am going to change into some clothes I can get stinky in and head to the gym. You'll find me on the ellipticals and treadmills, probably mouthing the words to some song that would make me get kicked out of Liberty University, but since I graduate in May I'm living dangerously. After that, I'll be the big girl grunting with the weights. After putting myself through enough pain that I'll actually still be complaining about it on my birthday on Sunday, I'll be the girl who looks like she might combust in the sauna. Don't worry, I just turn red because I'm Irish. Seriously, I think about physical activity and the blood rushes to my face.
After all's said and done, it'll be time to go to Bible Study with Ginny...why? Because I will need Jesus. Seriously. Jesus will be needed.
Here's to skinnying up my legs again!
