I had planned on writing about my experience regarding an outrigger canoe race I recently competed in. I was going to post some photos too. Yes that was the plan until I actually saw said photos of myself. Gasp! Who stole my arms and replaced them with old lady arms? Seriously! Isn’t it bad enough they tend to be long and furry? When did they get all wavy and hefty looking too? I know there are bigger problems in the world to worry about but please bare with my self pity for just a bit longer.
Life is funny sometimes isn’t it? I’m skipping along fine and happy for a while and then this “in your forties” thing sneaks up and screams “BOO!” at me. “Stop sneaking up on me!” I scream back. How did I miss something as obvious as my own arms going through a major metamorphosis? I thought my eyesight was better than most my age, but perhaps I was wrong.
There have been other changes too. It’s now much harder to get my middle…well… hard. I laughed out loud when I heard comedienne Wanda Sykes give her own mid section a name. Apparently “Esther” also has a mind of her own and demands bread, wine and cheesecake. I could totally relate. 🙁
I will not give in to these changes without a good fight however. I just found this short video with the fix. One month, she claims, is all it will take. Well alright then. I’ll give it a try. I may or may not update you on my progress. If you don’t hear anymore on the subject then I would suggest not mentioning my arms in front of me ever again. Just to be safe. 😉