Well, whether or not I have “shin splints” or just some mild muscle soreness going on (it’s weird that it continues from my shin all the way down to the top of my foot), it’s worse today. Urg. And I know what it’s from too.

Tuesday morning I dropped my car off at the dealer’s mechanic in an unfamiliar town nearby. I had to leave it there for a few hours, so I had printed off a bus schedule, planning to hop over to the mall for some shopping. I had the bus schedule and a printed map. No worries. I set off walking. (I jogged for about 20 feet. Haha. Yeah, jogging sucks.)

I tried to follow the little map, but it became increasingly apparent it was missing out on a LOT of detail. I kept walking and walking and still couldn’t find freaking maple street. At one point I ended up on main street, thinking it was the correct one – the realized it was past the time the bus would come by anyways. I’d already walked like 20 minutes, nearly half an hour to get that far.

I ended up calling my husband at work who asked if I wanted him to come get me. “No, that’d be silly…” I said. He ended up coming to get me. I’d kept walking and found a larger park, told him the name of the park, he googled it and was like, “Why the frick are you there?” So he drove out to get me – a half hour drive from his work – and took me to lunch. When he arrived he said, “Honey… when you get lost, you REALLY get lost, don’t you.”

Now granted I knew where I was, roughly – in the middle of such-and-such city. And I knew, vaguely, the way back to the mechanic, even though it’d be a half hour walk. But there was NOTHING near the mechanic at all, I was starving and exhausted by that point. So yeah, good thing Den came and got me. Me, pregnant, in a slummy city, lost. Fun stuff I tell ya.

After we ate Den had to get back to work for a meeting so he dropped me off at the mechanics – a half hour early, so it wasn’t done yet. I ended up sitting on a small bench (it was actually the bench seat from some kind of vehicle, sitting there in the middle of the garage) and fell asleep until the mechanic told me my car was done. I tell ya, I was exhausted, lol.

So that was my fun of the week. And now my shins hurt like crazy, and I didn’t even know you could do that just from walking (or from jogging for about 30 steps, but whatever right?).

It was fun today at work, trying to sweep up a small room with sore legs…. while about 5 young (5 week old) kittens kept trying to climb my feet and pants legs. :shock: They’re SO adorable now that they’re running around and playing… but wow, they are all over the place underfoot!! (But seriously, how many people can say they get to go to work and play with a litter of wee kittens? Hehehehe.)