This body was not designed for hot weather. It needs a nice moderate climate that requires such clothing as jeans and light jacket; perhaps a lovely decorative scarf. The pacific northwest perhaps. Of course we all want what we don’t have. (like skin that doesn’t fry at the mere threat of sunlight.)
After little girl #1 and #2 had gymnastics class we came home a worked in the yard. I successfully rescued two evergreen bushes from their captor (the ground), trimmed some
twigs, sticks, freaking huge branches from some trees, and uncovered some paving stones that I remembered used to be a small walkway from the porch to the driveway. We are buying my grandparents home and after living in it for a year I have decided that things need to be done that make it “mine” as opposed to “grandpa’s house”. So I started with outside improvements, hence all the yard work today.
this is actual footage of me working
There is now a nice little sun burn on my back, cause I’m an idiot, and my lower back is killing me from the chunk of time I spent hunched over pavement pulling weeks and liberating stones from the ground. But I feel accomplished. And then I ran 4.5 miles at a 10:10 pace which is like lighting for these hunks of meat attached to my torso. Plus I started season 2 of 24, which is starting off much better than season 1. I’m seeing a lot of runs with me catching up with Jack Bauer’s high jinx across Los Angeles.
This image disturbs me in such a way that I don’t know if I will be able to sleep tonight. Jen? You?