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Went to a Parkour* class last night at Apex Movement, a Parkour gym way out on Arapaho Rd.
If my thighs stop burning sometime in the next decade, I’m going to be as agile as a lemur!
*If you have no idea what Parkour is, check out these videos.
The rockin’ Apex Movement guys
God is brilliant. He made oranges come in those convenient, individual slices.
He made grapes bite-sized flavor bursts. And he made grapefruits into carefully partitioned halves so that you don’t really even need a bowl to eat them.
However, I firmly believe that it was Satan who made mealy apples. That jerk.
So I just got up from my desk to go to the bathroom about 28 minutes ago (don’t ask questions; just read my blog) and there was a sign on the first stall saying “Broken.” But when I was just in there, the warning was gone. Either someone is trying to play a cruel joke, or the world’s most efficient plumber works for Active Interest Media.
So recently, in a belated attempt to get my arms slightly buffer in time for summer, I’ve been doing push-ups.
But today, while out on my morning run, I found what may well be a far more effectual method of bicep and tricep toning: you carry stuff while you run.
Now, you don’t have to have any intention of carrying these things, but it definitely helps if you’re simply incapable of passing up a sign that mentions the word “free,” even if the adjective is followed by a less than inviting noun: “crap,” “garbage,” “stuff we’ve had in our attic for the past 19 years.”
So what do I recommend you carry to rid yourself of arm jiggle?
Well, ultimately, it probably doesn’t matter. But you know, normal stuff will work just fine: running shoes; a lamp; a pair of Rollerblades …
No, no. Don’t worry about setting out on your run with these items. That’s what the generous “free junk” givers are for.
You’ll likely find these arm-toning trinkets–oh, I don’t know–roughly 32 blocks away from your apartment and you’ll probably have to get home in time to shower, put some clothes on and pack a lunch and still manage to get to work on time. So next, you run home.
Trust me. Your arms will burn!
I think that, for birds, the process of eating is simply a means of acquiring ammunition for a life that is ultimately, one giant game of battleship.
It hits the grass: miss.
It hits the sidewalk: hit.
It hits the center of the windshield: hit and sink.