It's my mom's favorite character trait. It's the reason that the mechanics of my toilet tank hinge on the durability of a safety pin. It's the reason that there are two nickels jammed into the window of my dad's old truck. It's the reason that I sat on phonebooks and upturned pots when I was just a little one trying to reach the dinner table. It's the reason that my pillows look an awful lot like my old shower curtain.
So today, when I hit up YouTube for some good running stretches and IT massages, was it any surprise that I ended up reaching for a can of flexible hold mousse to help me out? Apparently, the host of my video, who we'll call Mr. Trainer Guy, thinks that everyone has a giant cylindrical foam cushion handy. Not so, Mr. Trainer Guy, not so! While he demonstrated the art of laying sideways on the cushion and carefully rolling the outside of your leg across it, I scoured my apartment for a comparable apparatus. The closest thing I found was some Herbal Essence. I used it. It was painful. But my leg hairs are oh so silky and manageable now!
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