Look at the size of that boy’s head. I’m not kidding, it’s like an orange on a toothpick. Well, that’s a huge noggin. That’s a virtual planetoid. Has it’s own weather system. Head! Move that melon of yours and take your mother the paper if you can, hauling that gargantuan cranium about! I’m not kidding, that boy’s head is like Sputnik; spherical but quite pointy at parts! He’ll be crying himself to sleep tonight, on his huge pillow.
~Stuart Mackenzie describing his son’s head in So I Married an Axe Murderer
Yesterday, at 5:15 am, I went to a Pilates class.
At one point, I realized my head is really, really heavy. Perhaps it was at the point I was lying on two doubled-up mats, holding my trembling head up as I attempted to raise both legs, feet-flexed, off the mat, making my body a perfect letter V. That was the goal. I suspect, if I were an Alphabet Dancer on Sesame Street, I would have been fired for repeatedly making a crumpled W or perhaps an S as I curled into the fetal position in pain.
Or maybe I realized my head is like an anvil when I was expected to hold a massive green ball with my ankles as I reclined on my side. I imagined my legs were the tongs, the ball was the rancid meatball. Lift, lift, lift that rancid meatball off the black mat! Again, head-heaviness.
My head also felt heavy when I strained to see where the meatball rolled when it popped out of my tongs and undulated across the room. It hit my ridiculously in-shape and normal-skulled friend Susan. She kindly rolled it back. But within two seconds it escaped and hit a complete stranger, who seemed to be handling herself well.
I put my ball back on the stand. More ab-work. Somehow, ab-work involves the neck and cranium. Curse my big giant head, so full of brains!
Then again, if I were so smart, I wouldn’t have gone to 5:15am Pilates.
5:15 am Pilates?!? Just the thought of that makes my head hurt.
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My head is also huge. Even when I’m not doing pilates.
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Okay, I’m laughing so hard again!
That was fun and painful.
When are we going again??
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That is one of the most quoted movie lines in our house. No kidding!
Steph
I, uh…
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Never mind. 😉
Wow. 5:15. I’m often up at that time, but not doing anything useful. your story reminds me of the aerobics class we went to together in 1987.
“I suspect, if I were an Alphabet Dancer on Sesame Street, I would have been fired for repeatedly making a crumpled W or perhaps an S as I curled into the fetal position in pain.”
For some reason that sentence just made me laugh! LOL
I just spit water out of the corner of my mouth!!! LOL!! I had a personal trainer session that went something like that. Oh – I feel your pain (and humor!!)
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I love that movie! But Pilates at 5:15 is a horrible idea.
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Oh my word! I completely relate! My neck is what hurts the worst after a Pilates session. Although I do mine in the privacy of my home and NOT at 5:15 am! Wow…you’re amazing.
L.O.L. You just never realize what muscles do what until they are called upon to do it.
I love that movie. I love the way Anthony LaPaglia is cracking up during that “head” scene, and you know he’s not having to act one bit.
And 5:30?? I think you need to have that head *examined*
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HA HA HA!!! I didn’t even know anyone else had ever seen “So I Married An Axe Murderer”. My husband I LOVE that scene. Too funny!
I’m new to your site. Love it!
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“HEAD!
PILLOW!
NOW!”
We quote that movie a lot too. Good for you, getting out to a pilates class to work on that “core”. I think my core resembles that rotten squishy meat ball you mentioned earlier…
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Just roll like a ball – bruise your spine up a bit. That V is so over-rated. And you have a cute head.
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Ha! I know the exact feeling you are describing. I always attributed it to abnormally weak neck muscles:)
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