P90X and Leaf Blowing

Last night, being Friday night, a few of us from work went out for drinks and to unwind as only co-workers can do. It isn't fair to invite our significant others as the conversation always migrates towards work and while we find ourselves unbelievably captivating others don't seem to appreciate our little world and inside jokes. I had a lovely time, I think everyone did. So this morning feeling a bit like Uncle Joe, moving kinda slow at the junction, Petticoat Junction! (sorry), it was all I could do to drag my ass out of bed to the basement for some jumping around with Kenpo X, and Ab Ripper (remember I skipped it Friday?). I did it and was thankful I did afterwards. It is fun, I would go so far as to say, "Fun Fun Fun" like Tony Whoreton says but I'm not all jacked up on Recovery Drink either, just coffee and occasionally a Vitamin Water.

After that workout I was off to hit the shower and belt out some songs. Mid performance I realized the bathroom window was open and wondered if our neighbor Billy, who lives about 100 yards in the woods, was able to enjoy my performance - audibly, not visually, that would just be creepy.

Several years ago for Mother's Day I received a Leaf Blower, hold on, I really wanted one. Weekends during Spring, Summer and Fall I can be found clearing the immediate yard (on 12 acres about 1 is non-wooded) of leaves, acorns and dog poop. Today was the official opening season of leaf blowing and I was happily reunited with my leaf blower. I gassed it up and with the help of the exercising I've been doing was able to pull start it while holding it in the air. Usually I have to put it down on the driveway, then bend over it, kneel on it and yank with one arm - very pitiful to watch, enlightening to hear the muffled swears. So now the cleared yard is clear of debris, poop mountain (where the dog does her bizness), is depooped and I managed to stay aware of all traffic (sometimes I get distracted as I'm moving the blow pile across the road and when I turn around I find myself face to bumper with a car waiting patiently for me to grab a clue, I jump right out of my skin, laugh and then mime smacking myself in the forehead. Everyone's been quite nice about it, even Trooper Barney.

I should probably shower again, I'm chilly, I smell of 2-cycle (which I actually like) and I have a bit of grit in my mouth (not to mention what is probably up my nose). I'll make sure the window is open :)

Chele

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