I'm woefully out of shape and I have only myself to blame. We went hiking this morning on South Mountain and I was huffing and puffing. Greg called me a weenie. I didn't disagree. My excuse in recent years is that I'm "busy" with school, but we all know that I make time for crafts, so that's not really true. While I'm self-motivated to do certain things, exercising is not one of those things. At some point, I'm just going to have to suck it up and exercise.
Also on the hike this morning, we were
literally two minutes from the end of the trail when I took a little tumble on some loose rocks. It resulted in scratches and bruises in about five different places on the left side of my body. Boo hoo.
(It kind of looks like I'm crying in this picture . . . I'm not. And don't let Greg tell you otherwise).
At least my face was spared.
