I am old and pathetic

This was a super-hectic whirlwind of a weekend that really kind of kicked my butt. Late nights, early mornings, springing forward an hour...it all took its toll.

Yesterday, the Smelmooo and I were at his parents' house and the two of us took advantage of the good weather and tossed a football around the backyard (and my throwing improved considerably during our session, which was fun, although I still suck at catching. The Smelmooo kept trying to give me good excuses for sucking so bad: "It's okay, honey -- it looks like the sun's in your eyes!"). And then we played HORSE with his brother, using a volleyball instead of a basketball, but same idea. I sucked at that, too, but again, they really took it easy on me, and also let me be the cheerleader once I was knocked out so I still felt like part of the fun.

So not a particularly strenuous afternoon of activity -- it wasn't like the hardcore football of the Smelmooo's Birfday Bashes, and we weren't actually playing a game of basketball. I wasn't even wearing sneakers, for pete's sake, or even remotely breaking a sweat.

But today? I'm aching. My upper arms, my back: I'm like an old lady. So depressing.