Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Forearm workouts, please.
I spent yesterday on a painting jamboree for my new home owner, birthday girl best friend from home. My forearms got a mean workout - who knew paint rollers were so strenuous on forearms!? But based on this photo from last week's relay race - which, very kindly, the running organization I joined made the cover photo of their FB album:
Apparently my forearms need some working out? I've tried to replicate this arm situation and cannot for the life of me. If I never replicate anything in this photo, it'd be too soon. Woof, Kait. Hence, I took paint roller charge yesterday and ran with it. Also, judging by this picture, I need to run more often. And work on my gait. And my weird claw. Some people burn such pictures, but given that it's going down in infamy on Facebook, I might as well get my self deprecation on. (I promise there are others that make me look like a mildly athletic, normal person, but they're not entertaining in the least.)
Annnyway, while painting, I got a full day of listening to other iPods and finally heard a song that I've been trying to find for a couple of years. It played a lot at home at restaurants and is so summery and mellow, and I jumped at finding out who it was finally! Strangely enough, when I hummed and mumbled "make it better" over and over, nobody recognized my rendition. Yeah it's oldish and everybody probably knows it, but this was a great triumph for me.