The Gilmore Girls holds a special place in my heart. I want to be Lorelai, other than the whole teenage single mother thing. And the not so great relationships with her parents and men, but other than that I totally want to be her.
Logan was always my fav (controversial I know)
Gilmore Girls tends to be my go-to pick me up show when nothing else is on. When I was sitting alone in a hotel room traveling for work, or when I was taking the horrible CPA exams, I turned to the residents of Stars Hollow. Unfortunately for me, those are also the times when I am most likely to eat my feelings. That urge, along with the desire to be a Gilmore girl can be a very dangerous combination for my waistline. Have you seen the way they eat? It is impossible to have a serious Gilmore marathon without multiple types of junk food. Impossible. You might as well not watch it.
Apparently someone else was paying attention to the Gilmore eating habits as well. The Huffington Post came out with an article this week detailing the typical daily caloric intake for a Gilmore girl….it’s massive but actually not as bad as I would have thought. Too bad we all can’t live in the magical world of TV.
So I fell off the treadmill the other day. Super smooth, I know. I happen to be a fairly klutzy person in general life (corners, walls, and the ground all tend to jump out at me), but I have never had any coordination problems when it comes to sporting activities. Because if my affinity for athletics, it never really occurred to me that I could actually fall off the treadmill. I always thought that only happened to people who were old, severely uncoordinated, or idiotic enough to attempt things like this. Apparently I was wrong and it also happens to people who watch E! News updates about the Royal baby on the TV on the other side of the room. Lesson learned, although part of me blames the treadmill. I mean seriously, doesn’t it just look like a deathtrap?
The fall gave me some pretty nasty burns on my knees and thumb. It was NOT fun trying to clean those up, particularly with Hubs trying not to throw up in the corner the whole time. Injuries have never been his thing. I hobbled around with some serious bandages for a few days. I even went to several job interviews with them, which was super fun and not awkward at all. I’m finally bandage free but the knees still look pretty rough.
Btdubs, it is not easy to take an attractive picture of your own knees
My madre suggested I pick up some Vitamin E Oil to help reduce the scarring, so we’ll see how that goes. The oil doesn’t absorb into my skin very well so I have to be careful about when I put it on. Oily stains on pant knees are not attractive.
I have only been back on the treadmill once since the incident and I thought about falling the entire time I was running. FYI thinking about falling on a treadmill does not make it easier to stay on it. Thankfully, I didn’t fall again, but I did wear that cool safety wristband thing for the first time in my life. It made me feel old. I think I’ll stick with running outside for the near future, now if only the weather would cooperate…
PS. That link sent me down a YouTube rabbit hole. How could I not click on the ‘Kids Eating Warhead Candies for the First Time’ link? YouTube is dangerous.
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