Slap bracelets!

I went to Wal-Mart today to get a stopwatch, which was fun - I must have been in front of the Super Awesome Stuff for Runners and People Who Want to Be Runners for like, 20 minutes. The one thing I didn't understand AT ALL was the belt bag with the reflective strips. You're apparently supposed to wear this over your butt, and put important stuff in it, like your keys or a piano. The thing was huge, and it allegedly makes you visible from like, 30 miles away. Ha. Because what I want over MY backside is a beaming beacon of a butt bag!

Anyway. Deep amidst the reflective vests and ankle weights, I found this, the GoWalking Giant Sportimer Model 240:



It is in fact giant, and has a fancy whistle attached, in case some crazy person jumps out from behind a bush and tries to steal my butt bag.

But getting back to the slap bracelets - they are reflective, and yes, I bought them. All this reflective panic stems from my walk this morning, which took me out on that big road that runs by our wee little street... Thinking that perhaps there would be no one out at 5:30 AM, I marched my sassy self out there and proceeded to be honked at and swerved around by no less than 15 cars in the first five minutes. Tomorrow morning I'm driving to a nearby subdivision with sidewalks and streetlights.

Just so we (and the thousands of interneters who are following this) know, here's tomorrow's activity:

Run 1 minute, walk 3 minutes, repeat 6 times

Completely unrelated to anything, Norah got her Halloween costume today - she is the most beautiful butterfly in the land, all the way down to her neon green Crocs, which she refuses to take off when she has her black tights on. I tried to get her to dress as the St. Pauli Girl so she could trick or treat with Max in his frankfurter outfit, but she staged a boycott and I'm lucky to be alive. Butterfly it is.

Labels:

0 Responses to “Item #197 on the List of Things You Never Thought You'd See Again”

Post a Comment


Stick Horse? Huh?



© 2007 AMK | Blogger Template by GeckoandFly.
No part of the content or the blog may be reproduced without prior written permission.