I'm exhausted. I ache. I have sore muscles in places I never knew muscles existed. It's undeniable. I've been Megged.
The skate rink is closing for the season (and probably forever... sob...) so we headed off for a final skate. No 9:00am skating class today so we took our time, had a power brekky and arrived about 10:30. Skated up and hit the rink. For the next 3 1/2 hours we skated. Well Amy skated, rested, skated and rested, and K and I took turns escorting Meg around the rink. She didn't stop at all. Sure, she fell over a couple dozen times and she waited for me on a barrier cushion when I got left behind but she didn't leave the rink at all. Wow. And yes, I got left behind. I spent a lot of the day like this:
skating along behind Meg....
She loved it. Even when she fell over she was enjoying it:
Yes, that's a peace sign.
After all that activity I had my fingers crossed for a nap on the way home. Unfortunately I was the only one who felt drousy and we got home singing all the way and then the girls made snowmen and a snow mountain, K cut wood and I was guilted out of my nap and into industriousness by it all and did some housework. I swear, I'm a pretty active person but Meg just leaves me for dead. She's all go, go, go from morning to night.
And keeping up with her? Well, after the girls have gone to bed I usually just collapse. Today I'm feeling like I've been hit by a truck.
Worse than that.
I've been Megged.
And just because this blog is getting a little Meg-heavy: she may spend more time resting than her sister but she sure knows how to throw a pose while she's doing it: