Oh What A Beautiful Morning!!!! Ow Pain!!!

So ok. I thought to myself this morning... "Shaquita..(that is what I call myself)... it is a wonderful sunny morning you need to go pay a bill and the Cable One office is just around the corner...you should get your fat ass up and walk over and pay your bill!" I was all invigorated with pep and vigor, so at 7:45am I put on my cross trainers, did a few stretches and started on my trek to pay my bill. I walked through the complex hit the side walk and the birds were chirping the air was nice and crisp, the sun kissed my skin as I heel toe'd it around the corner and I could see the Cable One sign. I was all YES! I can exercise..look at me I am getting healthy. It was this instant that my back said "Bitch what the fuck do you think you are doing?" My knee proclaimed "Bitch you are one crazy mofo!" I hit what marathon runners call "the wall". I could still see my house from where I was and became a bit discouraged.

I sat on the decorative wall that surrounds the HOA and thought there is no way in hell I am gonna get there and back. Then a little voice inside me said "You have to go. They turned your service off this morning you can make it!". I stood up and marched my way through pain and self doubt down the side walk and made it to the Cable One office. I turned around and raised my hands like Rocky proclaiming victory after he ran up those stairs. I didn't dare bounce up and down though for fear my man boobs would knock me out. Apollo Creed has nothing on my moobs. I turned back around and faced the door and went to pull it open AND............. LOCKED!!!!!! Ain't life a bitch. It was in fact 8am according to the bank sign across the street, however I neglected to find out that they didn't open until 8:30am.

I still had a surge of happiness that I had accomplished half my goal. So I sat down in front of Cable One and waited. Of course my next action was to smoke, I mean I like fresh air and all but come on my knee and back were angry with me. Nothing a little nicotine couldn't fix. So I sat and waited until they opened. Half an hour later a nice lady opened the door and let em in. The lady, I paid my bill to, asked me where my car was. I said I didn't have a car. Then she was polite enough to say "Well if you would like to wait for your ride there is a seat over there." I had a moment where I could have punched her, but I shrugged it off and proclaimed, "I didn't get a ride over, I walked." with a beaming smile. The stank ass bitch looked me up and down and had the nerve to say "Oh" in a tone that said, "Without a doctors approval or anything, fatass?". I ignored this. No one could take this sense of accomplishment away from me.

I took my receipt and headed out the door and began the march back home. I was so proud that it filled me with enough energy to get all the way back to the complex and back into the carport area. It was then I hit the second "wall" as I saw the gate to my back patio. My back said "Bitch I am DONE WITH YOU!" and my knee said "Ditto!". I hobbled those last few yards and trudged into my house and vowed that I wasn't gonna do that every month. I did also vow though to go for short walks around the complex, in the early morning and evening, to build up some endurance. Right now, I am sitting and listening to my body scream but it actually feels good. I am glad that I did it even though my body isn't. It makes me think I can do anything I put my mind to if I want to bad enough. I just gotta make a habit of wanting to do more and being less lazy. Now for some breakfast!!!!