Walked the Porter puppy 1 mile. Walked Twilight another 2 miles. I am ready to give up and quit on almost everything. My joints are killing me, I feel like I have pulled muscles in my legs, I am severely depressed, I can barely walk up the stairs after a lousy 3 miles of slow walking. I took yesterday off from working out and relaxed all evening and my resting heart rate was 6 bpm faster upon waking up. I spend my days in or near tears, I'm dizzy and I want to throw two little puppies out the window for being normal puppies. I think I'll go eat some dinner and try and crawl in bed with my computer and work the rest of the evening. At least then I will feel like I am doing something worth while. OK - done ranting and raving. Back to my normal crazy life.
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