bunky
(hank anxiously contemplating going on a walk)
despite having the absolute best of intentions hank and i have been having a bit of a setback with our walks and exercise routine. after hearing from his doctor that he really needed to lose some weight (i think MY doctor might recommend the same for me given that my candy intake has remained steady - i DID just receive the most gorgeous box of see’s scotchmallows from a dear friend for valentine’s - and my exercise has NOT because my bar studio closed) we intended to make a real effort to take regular, rigorous walks.
(my valentine’s scotchmallows… they only lasted a few days…)
but then two things happened… it got well below FREEZING in boulder (and has remained so) which makes prolonged outdoor activities pretty unpleasant since the inside of your nose kind of freezes together when you breathe AND i suffered a sports like injury and sprained my toe. i was not actually participating in a sport when this happened (i stubbed it on a corner in my closet when i was folding laundry… i DO fold with a lot of vigor though) but it LOOKS like something that could have happened while running or hiking or skiing or biking or any of the myriad sporty activities that the boulders do. so i have been hobbling around with my little bunky toe and if i put my lulus on i look like an excercisey boulder mom. i’ve even thought about wrapping the bottom of my leg in that blue masking tape for extra effect. i’ve never had an injury like this because i never do anything too strenuous or dangerous so i have no idea how long it is going to last. i’ve been putting turmeric in my lemon water because i’ve been advised that that should help with inflammation and hopefully bring my pinky back to its regular size. i don’t really like this because it gives my water an earthy taste AND it makes me nervous to even open the turmeric jar because it is bright orange and messy and stains. but i am persevering like a true, dedicated boulder athlete and not even complaining too much because i AM concerned that hank and i will continue filling out until someone co-opts us for the macy’s thanksgiving day parade… which would be calamitous because i get anxious in big crowds.
(hank is NOT a big fan of the snow)
(this is what my baby toe looks like)
(i also put that blue tape on my shoulder AND i got really good at volleyball!)
(look how stainey and dangerous this turmeric is!!)
(hank is actually quite comfortable in the parade… he is used to people admiring him)
(but i am beside myself with anxiety!)
we are trying to use our time wisely while we wait for the temperatures to drop and my toe to heal… hank is taking extra naps to store up energy and i am THINKING a lot which i am finally able to do now that we have a new president and a new vice president that went to MY elementary school and my brain isn’t overcrowded with worry… my dad always says that he has been able to maintain his svelte figure because his thoughts are so advanced and intense that pecan pie or vanilla malts or bacon or any of his other favorites just can’t stick to him. so i am thinking as hard as i can until hank and i can kick off our new exercise regime.
(hank is REALLY good at napping… he naps on the sofa…)
(in the car…)
(on the bed…)
(with the big one…)
(and with the little one…)
(my girlfriend jen, who also went to thousand oaks - where KAMALA attended! sent me this awesome swag for TO graduates like kamala! x0x)