Days alive: still 12,153
Bits slightly sunburnt: 2 breasts and my nose
Joints in pain: every single one
Naps taken in car: 1
Laps done in the lazy river: 5
So, home again, home again, jiggity jig. My entire body is screaming from the amount of activity o forced it through today. Every joint is aching in protest and I’m pretty sure that I managed to toast my tits halfway to lobster despite repeated exposure of SPF 50 and 75.
We were celebrating Stephanie’s mother’s birthday. Myrna turned 49 and wanted to have a girls’ day. So, Myrna’s two sisters, and her niece, Stephanie’s awesome cousin Ashley, Stephanie, and I went to Blizzard Beach.
Lots of walking. Lots of treading water in the wave pool, which was a blast. Couple of laps down the lazy river which… didn’t start as fun because I am too fat and top heavy for the inner tubes. So, I had to find a floating chair and deal with that. Personally, I’d want pool noodles.
I even swallowed my terror re: heights and took a sky tram. Apparently my acrophobia is no longer in the screaming, hyperventilating, fainting category. Been like that for a while now. And we rode a family ride! That was fun.
I need a nap and a metaphoric fistful of pain meds. (Not literally. Take meds as prescribed. Don’t be foolish.)
Mad tired. Can’t nap, though. Later, y’all.
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