The rollercoaster ride (of all the trouble kept her inside)
June 3, 2002i am so achy, thanks to the magic of the gears and rails and trains that loop at lightspeed. we rode long, smooth, snakelike coasters and jumpy, shakey, rattly trains. i really do love a good roller coaster — the head spinning, arm flailing, stomach leaping thrill of it all — but i discovered i am not as limber as i used to be. i walked, not ran, from ride to ride. i scowled when the girls splashed me on the log ride. and i complained more than once about the pains in my neck and head and back. how sad. i am old.
after driving the girls back to church and myself back home, i kicked off my smelly sneakers, stripped down and slid into a hot bubble bath, scrubbing and rubbing the pain away.
seaweed face wash and peppermint lotion make me feel so clean and soft, again. a fresh coat of nail polish and i feel brand new.