Smart? Maybe...Resourceful? Definitely!

I've always considered myself a bright individual. Of course, there are times when I have been exceptionally bright, just like there are those times when I have been exceptionally dim. There was one time when I decided to warm up a leftover pizza by putting the whole thing in the oven, box included, which consequently lit the cardboard box aflame, setting off the smoke detector, and needing to be rescued before the whole house went up.

Today, however, I feel I discovered that my resourcefulness hasn't left me yet. I went for a run today, as I periodically do, and afterwards, as I periodically do, I began my routine of situps and pushups to keep my abdominals and pectorals under strict regimen. But there was something inside of me that wanted more. My body needed to be challenged, and not having been to a gym in the past seven months, my arms have not felt the pump of an arm curl or my shoulders the stress of an overhead lift, with the exception of the boxes of books I lift from time to time working at the bookstore.
So, I searched my apartment for things I could lift and press for a few sets. Luckily, I had a full gallon of milk in my refrigerator, which I did a few curls with. I did a few overhead shoulder presses with a nice case of beer that I have lying around, not yet consumed. And then I ran into the zenith of my resourcefulness when I picked up my stone lawn gnome that guards my door and performed a few reps with it. Yes, a stone lawn gnome, that my loving sister so graciously presented to me a few years ago as a gift, served as a near-perfect replacement to a much needed dumbbell. A perfect size, a perfect weight, and if I grasp him right at the beard, I get a really nice grip and am able to do quite a few repetitions, fully exercising my biceps, as long as my hands don't get too sweaty.
It just goes to show you how the answers to all your questions are right around you if you really look for them. Or maybe your lawn gnomes are right around you, if you happen to have lawn gnomes, and actually need them.

I do have another lawn gnome, which is slightly less useful, since it is made from hollow plastic, but he is bent over with his pants pulled down, revealing a cheeky mooning pose, along with a very savvy grin. I guess my point is that a little kitsch goes a long way.