Ever stay up late at night, watching all the fuzzy infomercials that you're just watching because you can watch them? And ever get lucky and see one of the 10 year old companies' commercials about the Total Gym? And you get to watch Chuck Norris and Christie Brinkley work out for a half-hour to an hour?
Apparently my Dad does, because he's got a total gym. It's out in his incredibly cold garage, but it's not exactly picking up dust. I've used it every day since I got here. And it feels like it. I think my arms are just about ready to fall off, but thats in my inexperienced opinion.
It's hard to pick up a bag of chips at the moment, and the constant tightening and loosening of tendons in my forearms while typing isn't exactly making it a walk in the park. At least there's good news: I can curl 10 pounds more than when I got here, my triceps have gotten quite a bit larger, and I have a stunning new development---Pectorals. That's right...I can do the titty dance.
Alright, I have to go babysit a puppy while these parent types go shopping later, y'all.
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Ramble ramble ramble, you knaves.
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