Now that I've not been able to walk, let alone exercise, I find that I miss it. Oh, I'll deny I said it, but I can't wait until I can get out and about, walking to my mom's or to the grocery store or wherever I want.
I'm headed to the pool next week (the sound you'll hear will be me screaming as I try to stuff all my bits and pieces into the sausage casing I call a swimming suit) which will be sort of like exercise - - after all, I'll work up a sweat getting my suit on.
Even if there was a pill to take the place of exercise, it would never take the place of the joy of cramming myself into a tube of spandex and throwing myself into a hole filled with water. And skinny college girls.
