Bullets!

Reading: My elliptical and I have been spending quality time together. At first I thought I’d go insane because it’s in the garage/shop, with no TV or really anything to look at other than tools and more exercize equipment. That gets really old in a shockingly short period of time, but I finally hit on a plan to save myself from the men in white coats: I’ve been reading your blogs. The machine has a little ledge that holds my iPhone perfectly, so I save up the posts in my feed reader and have a bloggy buffet while I’m pedalling my way to nowhere. It keeps my mind occupied, but commenting is impossible unless I want to spend time in the ER, so I’ve been saving posts for later to go back and comment. Honestly sometimes that works out and sometimes it doesn’t. So if you haven’t seen me around it’s not that I’m not there. Just picture me reading your posts all sweaty and hyperventilating.

Slippery I need some advice. We have hardwood floors throughout our house, which most of the time I love. However, every time I want to do a workout video I almost do the splits at least once because my shoes are too slick for the floor. It definitely keeps things interesting, but I’ve already tweaked my knee because of it and I’m afeared for my junk, so I need aerobics shoe recommendations. My running shoes don’t have stick-to-it-iveness. I’ve seen the grippy anti-slip yoga socks and mitts, but my feet are cranky and have to have the support of a shoe for high-impact stuff. Does anyone have grippy yet supportive shoe ideas? I’ve googled the shit out of aerobics shoes, athletic shoes for slick floors, and anything else I can think of with no luck.

Hurricane! Last week we had extreme weather, the wind version. At times we had gusts well over 100 mph that blew the rain sideways and pretty much made being outside impossible unless you’re a dog. During the storm my back fence blew down, and my dogs were pretty stoked to find a portal to freedom right there in their very own backyard. What else could they do but explore? It’s some kind of doggy moral imperative because the temptation is absolutely impossile for any dog I’ve ever known to resist. So they went on walkabout. Together. They ventured into one neighbor’s yard and when that wasn’t interesting enough they found another portal through yet another fence, and checked out another neighbor’s yard. This neighbor has dogs. And a dog door. Are you getting where I’m going with this yet? That’s right – my dogs, masters of good manners that they are – waltzed right in the neighbor’s house through their dog door. They were all “HiOMGI’mSoExcitedToBeHereYouShouldPetMeNow!!” with their wiggle selves and the neighbor was all “doods…where did you come from?” and just kind of shocked to see two strange dogs mosey in their house out of nowhere. Luckily they called me to come get the fugitives and I instituted doggy lockdown until hubs fixed the fence that night. Good times.

So that’s what I’ve been up to. What’s new with youse?