In Chicago, I did a lot of lifting:
Chaz and I lifted her in the air. She leaned back, I held her scapulae in my hands, Chaz grabbed her ankle and then we lifted her horizontal above our head, she developped as we walked in a circle. My wrists do not bend at a 90 degree angle. And I haven’t been working out. She’s bitty. But it was still a challenging lift for two people. So. I’m really proud of myself for lifting her above my head. 🙂
Makes me feel like Hercules.
“Don’t let my sorrow make evil of me.”
~”Lot’s Wife” from Caroline, or Change (Tony Kushner and Jeanine Tesori)