So, I posted a fitness post at Balancing The Scales. I'm sorry to announce it every single time. If you super-duper hate it, I will stop. I am always kind of like, 'Meh,' when I know that others link to their other writing. I usually click through to read but I understand if it's wearing a little, erm, thin.
Anyway, I have been feeling a little inspired over the last couple days and have breathed a little life into my so-called health-kick. I've been taking my fast walks in the neighborhood every day for a long time now and since I've been feeling a little jazzy, I decided to try to add a little jogging in there. I haven't jogged in a REALLY long time and so I started out kind of slow. (I walk pretty fast, so speed-wise, I'm probably totally breaking even with a slow jog, but still.)
And then I get to the dreaded part of my route.
Which stands for Pee Your Pants Hill.
Which is named for the fact that both The Little Sister and I have, well, peed our pants on the steep-ass downward slope. There's something about the grade that forces you to [empty your bladder] put some weird pressure on whatever. I DON'T KNOW. All I know, is that I have considered wearing a poise pad to go walking on PYPH, because, OMG, I am INCONTINENT.
So, today, I'm jogging with my jazzy ass and I'm feeling all brave and powerful and I figure, WTF? I'm going to go down PYPH and I am NOT going to PMP.
You'd be surprised that no matter how much force you internally apply, trying to clamp your urethra closed, it just does its own thing. Which is, apparently, staying open. And? Even a leetle bit of pee feels like, well, it feels like an UNDERWEAR SWAMP of pee as it's trickling out, unabated by your flexing but useless urethra. Or whatever. I'm no biologist. I'm just an incontinent, geriatric, slow-jogger out to prove a point with fleeting jazziness.
And just for kicks, here's a couple pictures of a real, live, Elmorgy.
In case you thought that I was exaggerating.
Those two Little Elmos look like their going to have a little Elmo on Elmo action, if you know what I'm saying.
Always good to have a little snuggling at the Elmorgy.
This is the BEST last picture, ain't it?