now.. im a smart lady - i have no problem admitting that, or rubbing your nose in it, for that matter. i do enjoy a good 'told ya so!' however, when i'm wrong - im wrong - or at least i didn't have a fair opportunity to be right.
for instance, the world dropped a bit of knowledge on me earlier this week: did anyone else realize that the ever-useful shake weight does not, in fact, shake itself?
i mean.. don't get me wrong, i understood that this.. equipment? was developed as a means to give those trouble tri's a good rattle. and by goly, i bet those tweens in the sports bra really could use the exercise! however, i somehow imagined it to be similar to the vibrating belts housewives used to slim-down their tummies in the 1930s (note: i found a site the includes both these contraptions and several other timeless fat-burning phenoms!).
needless to say, i was shaken to discover (see what i did there?) that this miraculous little bicep builder needed my very own shimmies and shakes to sculpt the shoulders of my dreams.. alas, i did not purchase this game changer myself, i was simply lucky enough to come across the little hypocrite under a friend's nightstand. worry not, it appears my shakin' days are over.. guess i'll have to settle for curling bud lights & friar franks.
for instance, the world dropped a bit of knowledge on me earlier this week: did anyone else realize that the ever-useful shake weight does not, in fact, shake itself?
i mean.. don't get me wrong, i understood that this.. equipment? was developed as a means to give those trouble tri's a good rattle. and by goly, i bet those tweens in the sports bra really could use the exercise! however, i somehow imagined it to be similar to the vibrating belts housewives used to slim-down their tummies in the 1930s (note: i found a site the includes both these contraptions and several other timeless fat-burning phenoms!).
needless to say, i was shaken to discover (see what i did there?) that this miraculous little bicep builder needed my very own shimmies and shakes to sculpt the shoulders of my dreams.. alas, i did not purchase this game changer myself, i was simply lucky enough to come across the little hypocrite under a friend's nightstand. worry not, it appears my shakin' days are over.. guess i'll have to settle for curling bud lights & friar franks.
darn it all.so there you have it: i was misinformed. or rather - i didn't bother to inform myself and was astounded to discover - my gut instincts steered me left.
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