|Nobody puts Baby in a corner! You knew it was coming when you saw this photo!|
It's Monday again, kids and what is new since last Monday? Well, I'll went to my pain management appointment and explained how I've been having HORRIBLE joint pain for at least 6 weeks now along with a scratchy throat/hoarse voice and can she PLEASE fucking help me? She took 8765123131 vials of blood to check for rheumatoid arthritis and vitamin D deficiency, gave me 2 new meds to try and sent me on my way. I'll find out the results today or tomorrow (hopefully), but I'm still annoyed. I'm so tired of going in with new symptoms all the damn time. Cut me some slack, oh powers that be!!
What does this have to do with a weight loss blog? Plenty. Because I've had such excruciating pain, I haven't been able to exercise because even getting up out of my chair is torture. We're talking worse than being forced to watch Carrot Top in Vegas or Kathie Lee Gifford on morning TV bash everyone who disagrees with her.
|You, sir are down right adorable... and doable. Ahem.|
|Am I the only one who liked Farmer Ted better than Jake Ryan?|
Anyway, I'm hoping for answers this week. That's all, just some god damn answers. Once I have those then I'll be able to get back to dancing around my living room like a lunatic for exercise. I love dancing around my living room like a lunatic for a couple of reasons:
|This scene in Valley Girl was when I first heard one of my all-time favorite songs, I Melt With You.|
- It makes me feel young again. Sometimes I re-enact the dancing scenes from '80's movies like Sixteen Candles (not John Cusack's sexiest role, but he was hilarious so points for that), Footloose (hellooooo Kevin Bacon... mmm...bacon), and Valley Girl (remember when Nicolas Cage wasn't scary and didn't choose crappy film roles?).
- I just feel good afterward. I feel happy and invigorated while I'm flailing my arms ala Elaine on Seinfeld. I sometimes even do the thumbs and the little kicks just to make myself laugh.
|Oh Ren, you had me at listening to Quiet Riot in your VW Beetle. le sigh|
So everyone do me a favor and send healing thoughts and good vibes my way. I just want to be able to do my own brand of exerdancing or dancercising in my pajamas to the sounds of "the olden days" when hair bands and hairspray were king. In the words of Ren McCormick, LET'S DANCE! Cue the Kenny Loggins!