Someone stuck a knife in my back and forced me to walk stiffly down the plank. Every muscle was tensed, and I could hardly get my legs to obey my brain. If it hadn't been for the knife, I probably wouldn't have been able to do it. I didn't keep my legs crossed. I've never been good at that. Needless to say, I'm sore. Really sore. Wait a second. I think I was the one that volunteered to do the plank in the first place. Do you know what a plank is? No, a real life one that is relevant to this hemisphere. Yeah that one. OW! Those things hurt! They are despicable weapons of torture. I feel like I really did tumble off the plank and torque in the water, but it's been a few days. Man. I felt like I was going to cry during my workout. It lasted for what seemed like decades and now I'm embarrassed to admit that it was only ten minutes. I literally had to talk myself down and convince myself that labor had been worse. So that is why it is n...
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.