Y’all know I love my planks. I just don’t do them as often as I’d like to or as often as I should. So yesterday I was looking for a little motivation and hoping to find a quick workout or a youtube video to help get me moving but I found something even better.
That, my friends, is Ruth Bader Ginsburg. The one and only Justice Ginsburg. I am so completely impressed by the Notorious RBG.
But if you think her workouts are easy, check out this video, you might be surprised.
That shirt. I’m in awe. Love her. Girls, this woman should be a role model, not a Kardashian or a Jenner but this woman.
Yesterday I was reading the top news stories on my feed and came across this photo:
Sadly, that’s a funeral viewing and that young man was shot to death while out walking his new dog by someone who just wanted to steal his phone. Such a tragedy.
What I was shocked about was the funeral viewing. Apparently this is a new thing and it’s wildly popular. The family chose to ‘pose’ the boy with his favorite things. The article showed images of other viewings as well, like this woman who apparently loved her scotch, beer and Salem’s.
I tend to think ahead and so my first thought was, if a person was embalmed that way, how the hell are they going to be able to fit them in a casket later? Seriously. It seems like that would present a major problem. But my second thought was, if I was going to have that type of funeral I’d want to be in my running clothes crossing a finish line. Not just any finish line but let’s go all out and make it the Boston Marathon finish line and while we’re at it, pose me so I’m breaking the tape and winning the damn thing. Yeah, that’ll work. I think I just planned out my funeral.
Over the weekend I was out shopping and I was wearing a Nike running skort. It has strings on the side so that you can shorten it a bit if you want, and for some reason the string on the right side was irritating me all day. My last stop was a Goodwill store in Osprey which is known for having a lot of good designer clothes.
As I held a few items in my hand the string on my skort was itching badly so I kind of lifted my leg and rubbed my elbow against it and that’s when my freshly laundered panties fell out onto the floor.
And because I have the luck of the Gods there was an employee walking by at that exact moment and she said ‘oh, did you want to try these on to’ just as she was reaching down to pick up the panties.
And I don’t know what I was thinking because I’m pretty sure she saw the panties fall from my general area but for some reason I blurted out, ‘I don’t know where those came from’. That was also the moment she realized they were panties and quickly threw them back on the floor.
I put back the clothing in my arms and made a beeline for the front door. I’m pretty sure she either thinks I was trying to steal panties from the Goodwill or that I’m some sort of pervert. I will now be carefully separating the laundry before I wash my clothes. And I probably won’t be shopping at that Goodwill ever again.
You know how we get stuck in a routine with products, like makeup and nail polish? I mean, am I the only person who tends to wear the same things over and over? This week I decided enough was enough and I changed it up. I went to the nail salon and instead of my french mani or my usual pink, I went with a pop of color.
Only the summer blue that I chose isn’t really the fun color I thought it would be. Instead my hands look like they belong to a smurf.
WTF it’s Wednesday and I’m just gonna roll with it.
Ever washed your clothes and then realized your panties were stuck in your jeans or yoga pants or shorts? Apparently it runs in my family…