THIS is my darling, sweet, shy, mousy daughter. Can you tell from the photo that I am joking?
I have been really doing well with earning fitness points, and my body shows it. EXCEPT for my arm flaps.
Arm flaps are the nemisis of all women. They serve no purpose, they don't ask to come aboard, and just jiggle around. Unless of course, I put on an arm killing long sleeve top of one sort of another, which holds down the jiggles, but brings numbness to the fingers.
My flaps could qualify as wings. I am aware that if I hold my arms straight out from the sides and a big wind blows, I will probably take off.
I have seen all thos exercises that claim to make the flaps go away. I have read those articles that say your body chooses where to loose its' stored fat. Why is it that by doing all these exercises the flaps don't go down??
I can lose fat in my feet and ears, for Pete's sake, but whatever was God thinking about when He decided the backs of women's arms would be a good fat depository??
Maybe that decision falls under the category of Male Thinking and Getting Even.
So here is my situation. Bossy Daughter says I can't count any work out points for cutting my own hair, even though it causes me to keep lifitng those flaps for a good half hour, which is more torture than water boarding. No wonder I don't like getting my hair cut. I do it better than most people, but avoid it like the plague because of those damned heavy flaps.
Now I ask YOU! Don't you think she is just being plain ole MEAN?? I think so.
But I can't convince HER! Remember, she and Ms. Smarmy are on the same side. One yammers at me to do the right thing while the other just stands there, smirking in her perfect body. They both need sound slapping.
If I did that, though, I would lose favor in my son in law, (He who believes anything I do is just fine) too big of a risk. He is my main supporter, never finds fault in anything I do, and has the greatest smiles for me.
Sometimes DH sides with Bossy Daughter and Ms. Smarmy. Then I am in REAL trouble! I can't rely on Winsten or the catty girls to come to my rescue, either.
Yesterday I did three miles on my walk, bringing my walking challenge total for the month of September up to 26. Then I gardened for 3 1/2 hours, getting beds ready for winter. That in itself is no easy task, and my hands are destroyed.
Today I am getting out the rake and shovel and going to really clean my house, getting it all fixed up for Autumn. I will cut my hair today, and NOT count those points (even though I believe them to be legit!) and I will play the Oldies Rock and Roll loudly while I do all of it.
Can I wear the pedometer while I am working?? Huh? HUH? Pretty Please????