OK so imagine a larger sized sack like this:
Now imagine 5 angry, let’s say teenage boys cause they can be pretty angry, 5 angry teenage boys wearing boots like these crazy pirate ones: 
Now picture that I am in the sack and they are kicking and kicking it.
I feel like that is what has happened to me maybe, 4 days ago and I am recovering. I went to yoga yesterday after a week break because I was “busy” (ie. doing a poor job at time management). I think it was the reverse plank. It is one of those sneaky poses that does not feel too hard while you are in it. But the next day…
The ache was probably doubled from some weird position in my sleep last night (like curling into a small ball to shield myself from bullets). It’s a notable, interesting ache as it resides completely on my entire backside, but no pain in front.
Anyway, I wish I had more interesting things to say right now. I went to a really good show last night. I’ll be going to another one on Sunday. Then 9 days till Singapore (eek!)
sack kickin
Berns said,
Oh shit meg. I hope you can break out of the bag and kick the shit out of those stupid pimple-faced kids!









