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fit?
My quads (the muscles on the front of your thighs, for those of you who aren't insane exercise freaks or students of human anatomy) are so bloody sore I just had to pull out our marble rolling pin and roll them out. GUH.
It's a good sort of sore, though. A bunch of my friends have been raving about Crossfit for years now, and at the beginning of ( Read more... ) -
The Spy Who whaaaaa
Last year, bargain hunter that I am, I managed to snag the entire James Bond movie collection on Amazon for under $100, and darwins_fox and I have been watching them in sequence every few weeks. Neither of us were ever terribly fond of the Roger Moore movies (though as a kid I always enjoyed seeing For Your Eyes Only pop up as the ABC Sunday Night Movie*), ( Read more... ) -
Breaking the silence
Linda, my mother's best friend and a wonderful, funny, sweet, kind, generous person, passed away last night after a year-long battle with ovarian cancer. I will miss her dearly ( Read more... ) -
I live.
I've been incredibly slack about updating lately, but I do still exist. Here's a brief taste of what's been going on ( Read more... ) -
A quick update
Happy New Year, everyone ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
There are rumors going around that Frank Miller has his eyes on making a Buck Rogers movie. I'm sorry, but I really do not see this as a terribly good idea considering what he's doing to The Spirit (a.k.a. Sin City 1 1/2). I mean, I liked Sin City and all, but the man is... how can I put this delicately... batshit insane, and pretty much obsessed ( Read more... ) -
On a related note
You know what's good exercise? Shoveling eight inches of snow off your driveway, especially when there's nowhere convenient to put the snow. Arms, back, legs, cardio... it's all getting punished pretty severely.
Well over an hour in and I'm halfway done. Needed to come take a break. Must. Not. Collapse. -
Corollary to previous post
Alternately, if anyone would like to aid me in my *other* plan of kidnapping Daniel Craig and transplanting my brain into his body, I'd be grateful for the support in that endeavor.
It's just as likely to work, really. -
In which I use LJ for its intended purpose: whining
I hate exercising. Hate hate hate hate hate hate hATE hAtE HATE it. It has never once given me an endorphin rush; instead, it makes me feel exhausted, sore, cranky, and completely inadequate. On the rare stretches when I've stuck with it enough to actually make a difference to how in shape I am, I've still never actually enjoyed it ( Read more... ) -
Okay, seriously, universe
What did I do to piss you off so badly that I am now allergic to APPLES ( Read more... )