Of course, I knew it was coming. Once word got around that I was packin', walking teams across America would want me. I am now on team Sole Sisters, walking our way across America, logging every step we take, every minute we move. (I picture Richard Simmons at the front of the line. [[shudder]]) It was only a matter of time.
The whole "packin' heat, Law & Order, Charlie's Angels, high heel smackin'" feeling is starting to wear off. I mean, really, I'm wearing a pedometer on my hip. That's what -- 2 extra inches on my hip?? Who needs that? The bulge isn't big enough to be a Smith & Wesson, who am I fooling? Do I really want to wear this thing on my hip all the time? I hope I can go the distance, live up to my Sole Sister's dreams. Sometimes it's just plain cumbersome being me.
It's only a matter of time.
1 comment:
Yes, it is hard being me listening to you MOAN! Devil's advocate here - just be glad you CAN walk! Now that's something to think about!
Love ya!
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