Tuesday, November 1, 2016
tweezers are a girl's best friend
My towel rack fell on the floor as I was hanging up my towel yesterday. I was scrambling around trying to get ready quickly because of a scheduling snafu, so I hung my damp towel on the doorknob instead. Then, I hightailed it to the gym, leaving the broken rack on the floor.
I'm not sure why I was in such a rush. Longest hour ever! My anemia is not doing me any favors. I couldn't catch my breath a few times and had to sit down before I passed out. My workout partner and I altered our training a bit to less cardio and more strength training. Not that I really do much cardio anyway, but I switched to leg press instead of squats, for example.
Afterwards, we went for restorative tacos. I took the scenic route home, along the beach. It was a blustery day, and the palm trees looked glorious blowing in the wind. Many people were out walking their dogs, all decked out in adorable Halloween costumes. (The dogs were, not the owners.)
When I got back home, I went to shower and realized I still needed to fix the towel rack. I was too exhausted to go back downstairs again for a screwdriver, so I improvised. Tweezers work almost as well, hallelujah. I used two different sized tweezers for two different adjustments. My towel rack is all better now.