Today I changed my workout routine a bit. Instead of doing two sets of twelve on the weights, I'm doing three sets of ten. I feel a big difference. I also switched my tricep pulldowns from an M-bar (I think that's what it's called) to a rope. I had to lower the weight significantly, when I did this. Yeowch! My workout was cut short by a prior commitment. f00 and I met with Kathryn in order to do a photoshoot.
We took a bunch of photos at the extremely creepy old Fredericton hospital. We were in the dimly-lit, dank service tunnels and corridors. Hopefully, some of those shots will turn out nicely. Afterwards, we did a series of pictures inside the Cathedral. I'd never been in there before. It's gorgeous. The Catholics really know how to pile on ostentation to a wondrous degree. The handicrafts are beautiful, from the hand-tatted lace wall-hangings to the handcarved stone baptismal font. The stained glass cast beautifully-tinted light down on us, and I felt like I was a brightly-coloured particle inside God's kaleidoscope.
I'm really not certain what's going on tonight. Girl Jodie is coming over, and we might barbeque some chicken then watch The Wizard of Oz. I haven't seen it in years, and I've also had a hankering to read the novels again. I remember reading them as a child, and finding them deliciously creepy. I know I greatly enjoyed reading Wicked a few years back.
In other news, I have a bright red crop of new bruises courtesy of Dabney in kung fu, last night. Ouchies.
We took a bunch of photos at the extremely creepy old Fredericton hospital. We were in the dimly-lit, dank service tunnels and corridors. Hopefully, some of those shots will turn out nicely. Afterwards, we did a series of pictures inside the Cathedral. I'd never been in there before. It's gorgeous. The Catholics really know how to pile on ostentation to a wondrous degree. The handicrafts are beautiful, from the hand-tatted lace wall-hangings to the handcarved stone baptismal font. The stained glass cast beautifully-tinted light down on us, and I felt like I was a brightly-coloured particle inside God's kaleidoscope.
I'm really not certain what's going on tonight. Girl Jodie is coming over, and we might barbeque some chicken then watch The Wizard of Oz. I haven't seen it in years, and I've also had a hankering to read the novels again. I remember reading them as a child, and finding them deliciously creepy. I know I greatly enjoyed reading Wicked a few years back.
In other news, I have a bright red crop of new bruises courtesy of Dabney in kung fu, last night. Ouchies.
no subject
Date: 2003-08-15 02:57 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-08-15 02:58 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-08-15 04:39 pm (UTC)From: