WARNING: If you aren’t in the mood to hear a cranky, whiny, ranting post then you should definitely stop reading now. You also might want to reconsider reading if you are eating – or planning to eat – in the next few hours. There’s some nasty shit in here.
I’m having one of those weeks – I’m a hot mess. I woke up feeling particularly irritable today. My blisters from last weekend’s trail race are KILLING me – I am SO SICK OF THEM. I need to go for a run soon and I just can’t handle the thought of putting my stupid foot in my sneakers again. I’ve suffered through a few runs/hikes this week where I bandaged up my feet pretty good (like 5 band-aids to try to cover and minimize the pain) only to still be in rough shape. UGHHH. There are three blisters, but the one that sucks the most is on my pinkie toe. I don’t even care about how gross my feet look…or the fact that there is still residue from the band-aid all over my toe. I just need to share the misery of this blister with you:
And I mentioned hiking. A few of my friends and I hiked part of the Appalachian Trail on Wednesday. It was an awesome day but guess who has something itchy all over her arm now? I don’t know if it’s poison ivy, oak, or sumac but I don’t really care. It itches, and I hate it. This was yesterday, when I first looked down and saw the lovely rash developing on my arm:
I’m also not a hypochondriac or one to get too worried about things, but here in PA we have this crazy Lymes Disease epidemic going on – and a TON of my family and friends have been affected. Most recently, my brother-in-law got hit with it and they caught it right away, which is good – but you know what isn’t good? The part where he’s on doxycycline for like EVER right now and CAN’T GO OUT IN THE SUN. AND HE CAN’T EAT FOR TWO HOURS AFTER HE TAKES THE DOXY. I sprayed the shit out of myself with bug spray before hiking on Wednesday but I’m still scared shitless that I’m going to get Lymes anyway. Why is there no vaccine for that yet? There used to be. Where did it go? I was also concerned about getting some sort of poison, and I got that. FML.
On top of it all, there’s something up with my middle finger. On my right hand. It’s swollen. I think I did something to it in pole class…or who knows what I did. It hurts. I tried to take a picture of that, too – but taking a picture of your hands is really hard when you need them to take the picture. The fun part of this is when I get to show my finger to people because I get to give them the finger. Can you tell how mature I am?
I have a wedding to go to tonight. It’s going to be awesome to try to look cute in a strapless dress when I’m covered in poison and calamine lotion. Also, the dress I’m wearing – I am not much for dressing up but I do have the perfect shoes to go with the dress. Only problem is, they HURT MY BLISTER AND I CAN’T WALK. I guess I could go buy new shoes. But I don’t get dressed up that often and would really prefer to spend my money on running sneakers, not dress shoes.
Rant complete. On a more positive note, it’s a gorgeous day outside. Happy Friday.