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"I am not crazy - it's just my  situation seems to require a crazy person"

Ever wonder what the person was thinking when the got dressed in the morning? What sane connection in their brain made them think that those shoes, or that hat was the absolute best choice? Have you ever been that person? Ever been that person on purpose?

Tonight after work I went to the gym. Not an uncommon occurrence -- although I usually go at 5am, so my face isn't quite in the evening, after work reguluars crowd. Well, not only did I go at the peak hour, but I went covered wrist to shoulder in kinesiotape! Not just your black and beige tape, but your neon blue and hot pink. At work today I got taped up for some photos a co-worker needed for a presentation she wants to do later in her future, so I volunteered while she taught me some more neat taping tricks. Not only that, but she ended up trying to help my poor, defective arm straighten itself out. So not only did I leave the tape on to go to the gym (mainly because the one is trying to rotate my arm back in place, and the other was covering up a HUGE pen 'scar' that got drawn down the back of my entire upper arm), but I also had a pretty amazing work out because I could feel people staring at me and didn't want to look like some wimpy kid girl. 

Picture not of me, but snagged from this pretty fun blog

"Life was meant to be lived and curiosity must be kept alive." -- Eleanor Roosevelt