There comes a time in life when you just have to sitcho
$5 ass down...tap out...take the L, when it comes to physical activity. Even though I look 18, my body is, in fact, approaching 31. These legs got another 40+ years of high heels toleration in this dancerie. I have to keep them together.
Yeah, I said 40+ years. Have you not met my grandmother?
This past weekend, my girls and I decided to take a ride along Chicago's lakefront and enjoy the beautiful weather.
After I got home, showered and chilled, my sillauss was thinking "Maybe I can ride my bike to the gym tomorrow (Sunday) morning to go hoop." That's 13 miles, round trip.
The hell was I thinking?
When I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, I was walking like a baby who had taken her first steps. Legs were all wobbly and ish.
Needless to say, I drove my sillauss to the gym on Sunday.
When your body says "Sitcho auss down," you listen.
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