The Problem with Walking

the problem with walking is this...

my week might consist of
15 miles running
30 hours in heels
3 hours dancing
1 hour of dodgeball
and an evening or two of complete nonsense

but the time when my feet decide to
give way is
while walking
in a lobby
with no obstacles
no stairs
no uneven carpet
not even a damn fire drill
...all of a sudden i'm down for the count

that is the problem with walking,
it's incredibly dangerous

it's the silent killer
of feet
and fun
and dignity

speaking of killing dignity, here's a picture of my
dodgeball team on theme night
revenge of the nerds, anyone?
my shirt says "i love bats!" i borrowed it from the girl with the lizard tee
you should probably go like this on facebook so i can
boost my self-esteem through your well-timed thumbs up

dignity = dead

goodnight


p/s: yes - i've even given up on proper punctuation;