so, it is officially saturday, again. blog day seems to repeat itself very quickly.
nothing remotely exciting happened this week, so don't expect to read a life changing story. the usual happened:
monday- work
tuesday-work
wednesday-belushi's
thursday-work (and re-injuring of rib)
friday-work
you might be wondering how i re-injured my rib. let me explain.
i was "offered" a rotc scholarship for grad school. i'm seriously considering doing it. with the economy in the shape it is, why not go for free grad school and a secure job? so anyway, i was informed that to get said scholarship i have to be able to run two miles in 19:36 (doable), do
50 sit ups (walk in the park), and....wait for it...do 17 push ups. and we aren't talking girlie push ups. we're talking all out man style push ups. four months ago i could easily do eight (thanks pilates!). let's not think about that not being half the required amount. well, i attempted to test myself. not such a good idea with a healing "broken" rib. so it occured around push up number two (i remember it was two because i only did three): a loud POP. well, it didn't hurt...until the next day when i woke up. yeah, that's right: i'm a stupid idiot.
how does one begin training with a healing rib injury?
also, there was talk about boots and blisters. i'm more the type of person who complains her feet hurt because her heels were too high. oh flippin' no. i guess it's time for this clinique make-up wearing, chanel perfume spritzin', pink flat-iron using girl to man up.
maybe i should start with pilates. a little low-impact exercise never hurt anyone.
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