Amy and I did a 10K on Sunday and they sent me an action shot from the race. That super-sexy picture can be mine for only $5! I'm more annoyed that I can't copy it or save it to upload to my Myspace profile. I really want it for all the world to see.
My favorite part of the picture (besides my open mouth/closed eyes combo) is the woman behind me in the reindeer horns. I love how she looks all fresh and triumphant with her fists in the air in MY picture. I wonder if she knew the photograph was coming and posed for it a little too soon, or if she just ran the whole dang race pumping her arms to keep her spirits up.
At least Amy looks cute in her picture. I think it's the hat. Next time we run, I have to get an adorable hat, and then it won't matter if my mouth is weirdly open and my eyes are closed when I'm running.
I'm editing this to add that I just looked at the photo's website again, and actually the photos are really expensive! I thought it was only $5, but no, the cheapest thing is $20! What a gyp! I'm outraged--can't you tell by my excessive use of exclamation points?!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
My own overload of cuteness
Pinchloaf and I have submitted pictures of Dena and Archie to Cute Overload before and they've never been posted, so I thought it was time to take matters into my own hands. I'm sure you're all sick of it, but I just had to share the fluffiness, especially since it's so dang cold today. Time to bring out the warm fuzzies.
And the view from the back as they drink from the sink:
Wow, I feel warmer already! I guess I don't need to go for that second Starbucks run.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Screw you, Billy Blanks
My sister left a Tae Bo DVD at my house the other day in the hopes that Pinchloaf will be able to burn a copy of it for her (she got it through Netflix). On Sunday I decided it was too cold and too far to walk the 7 minutes to the gym (or even drive the 3 minutes), so I thought I would try this Tae Bo thing. They say it's a good idea to mix up your workouts.
The video requires you to use "resistance bands," but since I had none, I used either 3 or 7 pound handweights instead, depending on the muscle group being targeted. While I was doing the workout, I didn't feel like it was particularly intense. There were instances, yes, where my arms got tired, or my legs started to burn from the many, many squats, but afterwards I felt less tired than I usually do after a 55-minute workout. I was, however, more annoyed than usual because Billy Blanks spent the last 5 minutes of the video thanking God for this opportunity to boss me around, and instructing me to thank God for this opportunity for him to boss me around as well. Oh, Billy, I was kind of okay with you until those last 5 minutes. I'd much rather cool down with the soothing words of Denise Austin: "Your spine is your lifeline. Keep it healthy, keep it supple, keep it strong."
Yesterday morning I woke up in the most pain I'd felt since I'd first started working out. My upper arms, shoulders, and back were all extremely sore, as were my hamstrings. I could barely walk. Well, that's fine, I was going to take Monday off from working out anyway. I hobbled around all day, wincing and attempting to stretch with no relief. I took it easy last night and hoped for the best today.
Today I'm still, STILL, really freaking sore. Really sore. Again, I know it's good to mix things up, but this is rediculous. I can't bend down to pick a paper clip off the floor without actually getting down on the floor. I'm going to workout tonight, but not push it too hard. Mostly I just want to warm up my muscles enough that I can stretch pretty well. And Mr Blanks, I've heard enough out of you. You can take your resistance bands, and your thanks to God, and your creepy, weirdly enthusiastic cult follower video participants and stick 'em somewheres (and I think you know wheres).
The video requires you to use "resistance bands," but since I had none, I used either 3 or 7 pound handweights instead, depending on the muscle group being targeted. While I was doing the workout, I didn't feel like it was particularly intense. There were instances, yes, where my arms got tired, or my legs started to burn from the many, many squats, but afterwards I felt less tired than I usually do after a 55-minute workout. I was, however, more annoyed than usual because Billy Blanks spent the last 5 minutes of the video thanking God for this opportunity to boss me around, and instructing me to thank God for this opportunity for him to boss me around as well. Oh, Billy, I was kind of okay with you until those last 5 minutes. I'd much rather cool down with the soothing words of Denise Austin: "Your spine is your lifeline. Keep it healthy, keep it supple, keep it strong."
Yesterday morning I woke up in the most pain I'd felt since I'd first started working out. My upper arms, shoulders, and back were all extremely sore, as were my hamstrings. I could barely walk. Well, that's fine, I was going to take Monday off from working out anyway. I hobbled around all day, wincing and attempting to stretch with no relief. I took it easy last night and hoped for the best today.
Today I'm still, STILL, really freaking sore. Really sore. Again, I know it's good to mix things up, but this is rediculous. I can't bend down to pick a paper clip off the floor without actually getting down on the floor. I'm going to workout tonight, but not push it too hard. Mostly I just want to warm up my muscles enough that I can stretch pretty well. And Mr Blanks, I've heard enough out of you. You can take your resistance bands, and your thanks to God, and your creepy, weirdly enthusiastic cult follower video participants and stick 'em somewheres (and I think you know wheres).
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