Listen first.
Prepare yourself.
So when the wench that made it tries to kill you* by making you keel over from exhaustion, you'll know to turn right on the trail instead of left, and you won't look like a 700lb dog without water as you do your best impersonation of a jog past the 230 people sitting outside watching the 8th grade baseball game, but instead can take the slightly longer but more secluded path to your back yard where you can THEN fall to your knee's, hurl your brains out and cry like a baby on being weaned from the teet.....without an audience!
*she added an extra 90 seconds of jogging and an extra 90 seconds of walk, which may not seem like much, but when your already moving up a week and your also adding the outside elements, it is enough to send you to an early grave! I promise.
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