I am currently dead. Just so you all know. This is a ghost writing this.
Now then. On Saturday, my youth group set out on our Qualifying Walk for Trek. It wasn't so bad. Our legs went numb after the first five miles. Now, five miles is not actually all that much. But it feels like a lot when you're out in the middle of the desert with the sun hammering down on your neck, the water gone from your bottle, and you have to go up and down numerous hills. What's wierd is that the last five miles was way easier than the first ones. My friend Makelle and I jogged down the hills at first because it felt easier. Then we started jogging up them. All was fine and dandy.
UNTIL I GOT HOME!!!!! The whole ten miles (it was actually technically only about nine) caught up with my legs. Owie. Not fun. But an episode of Wordgirl and the Gilmore Girls made me feel considerable better.
Today I went to the Lehi Legacy Center with my friend Mary Djurich (pronounced JUR-ITCH) and GUESS WHO WE RAN INTO IN THE LOCKER ROOM?!?!?!? Whitney Bullock! Wierd, eh? Does anybody know where she lives? Anyway, 'twas quite fun.
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