I am going to change my posting days to Saturday and Wednesday instead of Friday.
I have had the craziest week. To start it off, Sunday I took a shower and after my shower, I was wearing my robe on my way to put my clothes on in my room, and I—as usual— hung from the pull-up bar in my basement.
I have been trying to do pull ups since the beginning of summer, starting by just hanging. I have gotten a lot stronger, so now I am trying to do pull ups. I usually stand on a balance ball and use it as a chair so I can do certain things on the bar… well, I was standing on the ball, and I was tying my robe on better. With my hands free from the bar, I just balance on the ball. But I was having a bad day, and I accidentally fell from the ball, and I hit the ground hard.
In my basement, in the workout area where my brother works out, we have a punching bag, elliptical, Bowflex, and a bunch of other things like speed ladders and dumbbells. Our floor in the basement is concrete, so we have a squishy mat in the workout area as a floor, a little less than 1 inch.
It works really well, because I don’t think I broke any bones. If those mats weren’t there, I probably would have broken ribs, but I guess if the mats weren’t there, I wouldn’t be standing on a balance ball.
I did end up spraining both wrists, though. And bruising my tailbone.
Later that same day, I was making caramel for my apples. I thought it would make a nice little snack. I put the ingredients in the microwave and afterwards stuck my finger in the caramel. That was a BAD choice. It was so sticky and it burnt my finger. I kept trying to lick it off, but then it burnt my tongue! For the rest of the night I had ice on my finger, and I even had to sleep with an ice pack!
Two days later, I had to go to a class at my local ninja gym. With 2 sprained wrists and a bruised tailbone. That just made it worse.
When I got home, I was all pumped up and I hung from the pull up bar in the basement. My brother just happened to be working out, and he helped me do pull ups. He also wanted me to use the punching bag, so I did. I left with extremely sore rhomboids (oh, biology, what would I do without you?) and they still hurt today, not much better.
Two nights ago was my first volleyball class. It went pretty well, but my back muscles still hurt and my wrists still hurt, so it was kind of painful to do an overhand serve.
My chickieeeees!! A few days ago, my dad put up a fence for my chickens so they can eat grass and chase butterflies. The fence is attached to their run, and every morning I open the run door so they can go OUTSIDE outside. Every evening I close the door. They seem to have a fun time outside, and they haven’t gotten out yet! Actually… okay, one time I sprayed them with the hose and Flash (my friend named that one after The Flash superhero or whatever.) flew out. She’s quite flighty! *UPDATE* I wrote that like 2 hours ago, when none of them had gotten out yet. But I just went out for Chicken Photography. 2 chickens decided it would be fun to crawl under the fence. So… it is therefore untrue that they “haven’t gotten out yet!”
Here is some recent pictures of the chickens that were taken yesterday.
Hope you liked my photography-ish!
What was your favorite picture? Do you have chickens? Feel free to comment!
Also, happy fall equinox!
Have a lovely weekend!