RE: The Week Of Perpetual Partying
Ha ha! More like a purveyor of parties rather than a partaker of them! If there was a job description for my position it would be a facilitator of fun. Hmm, that doesn't sound too bad.
Lifting weights is the best. Long ago in high school times I used to lift a lot, and then having a farm required a lot of hefting over the years, but last year I went back to the gym for a weights class and totally dug it. No She-ra powerlifting, just lots of reps and muscle gainz, lol!
I should have put an obligatory j/k jokester thing by my pic. There wasn't one snapped of me in my full costume of a corset, skirt, boots, etc, so I was just being a little glib, many apologies.
And speaking of corset, I absolutely was the one in charge of lace up this year, so I was able to climb up on chairs to hang photo back drops and run around with food like a completely able to breath champ, woo!
Tomorrow I am going to whip up JT a super extra special vegan pie of gloriousness. It might even be healthy enough that you could partake in it:)
Hope all is well with you and the wife in the warm lands of the South, I am envious, it was 5 degrees the other morning...BRR!
So, you're telling me that I won't be seeing you in any of those oiled-up, totally ripped and rippled body-builder poses any time soon? LOL! Wow, there's nothing wrong with a strong woman, but I find those overdone hardbodies rather grotesque...
My upper body exercise for many years has been surfing, though I haven't gotten enough for too long now.
In the pantheon of sporting activities—heck, the pantheon of almost all activities—surfing has held top place for many years. I used to surf something like five days a week, usually on my way to work, but sometimes on the way home as well. That bulked up my chest and arms pretty nicely.
Then I hurt a shoulder doing something really stupid—base running in a softball game at a church men's retreat—and that sidelined me for quite a while. Sad thing is, baseball is way down the list in my sports pantheon; what a waste! I tripped over my own feet and face-planted, and my shoulder hasn't been the same since.
I did get back in the water after that, but in recent years I haven't been working near the beach. The pressures of life, the universe, and everything have kept me out of the water for the most part. );
But hope springs eternal! My not so nefarious grand plan is to build a custom off-the-grid home so close to the ocean I'll be able to walk to the beach every day and get back in surf-shape again, God willing. Just have to wait a bit longer for my ship to come in...
If I were in the neighborhood, I would risk one of your pies any day... Hope the JT party is grand! :D