I broke my muscles.

So, while staying at my Aunt & Nuncle's house this weekend, as discussed in the previous BlogOverboard, I went kayaking. See, they have this lake. Well, they don't have it, it's just there. You know, like outside. So anyway, I went kayaking in one of their handy kayaks. It was great! I really enjoyed it, what with the paddling and having your butt be underwater but not wet, and the fishes trying to dump you overboard. The lake's really big, with secret rivers and caves and stuff. I brought sandwiches with me, and taunted ducks. I had to itch my leg the whole day, but wasn't being able to for fear of tipping over. This takes place just the other day, and it's Novembuary, so that lake was cooooolld. Finally, when the sun was going down, I decided to stop. The tide or whatever had gone down, so I couldn't reach the dock. After about an hour of trying to get out and stay dry, I just had to swim for it. Beside the cold and the sharp rocks and the water spiders and those ducks from before, and the fact that I didn't have any clothes to change into, it was great.

Then, I went to bed, sleepy sleepy sleepy, and now --

I broke all of my kayaking muscles. Arms -- Useless. Back --OWWW! Shoulders, armpits, stomache -- I don't even wanna talk about it. I'm not even typing this right now, I'm dictating to Lester (A shoutout to all those Lester fans out there! Whooo! Go Lester! He's the Lesteriest!)

Watch what happens if I try and type: whdtyf dgghn r (Screams of Pain)

So, I've decided to never excercise, or engange in any strenuous activity, ever again.