My weasel-monkeys,

I did the Avon 39 Walk to End Breast Cancer this weekend. It was both awesome and horrifically painful. 

Much walk. Such hurt. Wow. 

I’ll post pictures of me laying down on the grass after the 26.2 out of 39 miles I did. Complete with my “I just dry heaved with a caramel in my mouth” face. 

Tehe!

Thank you everyone who donated. I’ll be sending you grotesque pictures of my feet after walking in the same shoes for 10 hours. I thought about throwing some salt and lemon juice on the open sores for good measure. 

I’ve been horizontal since Saturday night and am hopefully developing bedsores to take my mind of my blisters and numb toes hehehehe. 

Anyways I love you/I’m tired/everything hurts/please rub me.