Sunday, July 11, 2010

Ask and Ye Shall... Burn

I haven't been in the sun at all this summer - I've been complaining that I could be related to Casper the ghost I'm so white. I don't count the rockin' farmers tan I've been sporting from the minimal outside time I've had with the girls, so when the Munchkin started her swim lessons last Friday I was excited (and slightly appalled) about the opportunity to finally get in my swimsuit and soak up some vitamin D.

Staying true to my Tanorexic Self, I ignored the sunblock (for myself only) and took my chances with the straight glorious rays of sun.. I burned. Bad. We stayed longer than I thought we would and I paid (am still paying) the price.

I know I need to be more careful, but in my head I always think, "It'll be tan by tomorrow" well, not this time. I'm fried, like a crispy critter. I'll spare you a picture, I can't imagine anyone wants to really see sunburned skin (this goes along with food that you have eaten off of, BTW) But trust me when I tell you it's a very odd, indescribable shade of red.

We have swim lessons again tomorrow and this "Tanorexic" will be applying some sunscreen.

1 comment:

Katherine @ Grass Stains said...

It only takes one bad burn, trying to sleep when you're hurting so badly that even BREATHING hurts when you're lying on your back, to get that sunscreen back out. ;)