|Gracie get's toes done!|
I'm going to give running another chance...I don't even know if that sounds right. I have come to the conclusion that what I'm doing right now is not making me feel, look or act better than when I was running back in Kentucky. Short of moving back to the Holy City, I need to do something, so I guess I'm going to start with running. I was going to take a Treadmill off one of the ladies of the churches hands but she told me on Saturday that it wasn't running. "If Preacher man would look at it, he might be able to get it working." The important word there being might, and Preacher man don't want to move the stupid thing. So the easiest and best thing for me to do is get my butt back on the street. It's been since January people! When you hear me yelling as my feet hit the asphalt, just think it could be worse. I could make you go with me!