I was hoisting my body out of a chair the other day…
UH!
You know how it is. You’re terribly tired, your muscles grumbling about how you don’t take them out for months and then you expect some sort of performance -- and now you're all sore and achy, aren't you?
Well that's just too bad, isn't it?
UH!
It got me thinking.
Today’s topic de jour for today – redundancy and/or repetition being a topic for another time – is grunting.
Not enough is being said about grunting; and frankly, I’m appalled. Look at all grunting has given us.
1. It’s a ridiculously descriptive word, an Archie Bunkeresque word that pretty much declares itself without any help from you.
2. Look at it. Grunt. If you had to come up with a word to describe the act of grunting, it practically throws itself at you.
3. It’s very difficult to misspell the word “grunt”. There’s just no other way to spell it, and I like that in a word.
4. It’s also, at least on the east coast of the U.S., a crumbly-topping-and-fruit cake dealio. Don’t let the name fool you. Trust me. Go ahead and order the Blueberry Grunt.
I could go on – and probably will! I’m heading to yoga with Amy and after 90 minutes of heated exertion, I’ll bet I’ll think of more to say on the topic of grunting.
And there you have it, a perfectly Saturday kind of post.
Minimum effort.
Maximum grunting.
UH!
You know how it is. You’re terribly tired, your muscles grumbling about how you don’t take them out for months and then you expect some sort of performance -- and now you're all sore and achy, aren't you?
Well that's just too bad, isn't it?
UH!
It got me thinking.
Today’s topic de jour for today – redundancy and/or repetition being a topic for another time – is grunting.
Not enough is being said about grunting; and frankly, I’m appalled. Look at all grunting has given us.
1. It’s a ridiculously descriptive word, an Archie Bunkeresque word that pretty much declares itself without any help from you.
2. Look at it. Grunt. If you had to come up with a word to describe the act of grunting, it practically throws itself at you.
3. It’s very difficult to misspell the word “grunt”. There’s just no other way to spell it, and I like that in a word.
4. It’s also, at least on the east coast of the U.S., a crumbly-topping-and-fruit cake dealio. Don’t let the name fool you. Trust me. Go ahead and order the Blueberry Grunt.
I could go on – and probably will! I’m heading to yoga with Amy and after 90 minutes of heated exertion, I’ll bet I’ll think of more to say on the topic of grunting.
And there you have it, a perfectly Saturday kind of post.
Minimum effort.
Maximum grunting.
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22 comments:
Oh, that word brings me back to my childhood. This is a bit embarrassing, but as children we called a bm "going grunty". How descriptive is that?
Grunting has replaced sighing in my life . . .
I could grunt for Britain nowadays. :-)
Brilliant!
Can only be spelled one way...I like that in a word as well.
Hari Om
...huh??!...
YAM xx
Wait now, you mean it's not spelled gruhnt? Wouldn't that make it even more onomatopoeiac?
Grunting does say it all... especially when you have an ornery pre teen in the house... lately I just grunt when she is going off about unimportant things... beats yelling by a mile :)
I like it..it has so many many meanings. Grunting...not just for the physically worn out.
Always grunt when you skate into people. Let's them know you are serious.
It's a productive word--it helps those muscles move easier. :-)
Yeah, the older we get, the more noises we have to make/our bodies make when we have to get up/run/get up from a sitting position on the floor/climb onto something on our hands and knees.
Getting old...it ain't for cowards...
I like how it also describes a young military recruit - a grunt. That would be about as descriptive as possible,too.
My poor brother was a "Grant".
My ever so English (despite being born in North Queensland) grandmother wanted to pronounce it "Grahnt".
His peers caught on, and he spent many years as "Grunt" until it morphed into "Pig".
You lift, I'll grunt!....
I was a grunt for 40 years, then I retired. Now I grunt sometimes just for fun. Rewards change.
It's amazing the noises we make when hoisting ourselves out of chairs and beds, mostly grunts, but a few ooohs and aaaarghs too, along with a whew! when we make it to upright from kneeling down. If only we could still bounce around like three year olds...
Thank you for helping me out of my chair!
After 90 minutes of yoga, I'd be seeking a reward of blueberry grunt :)
Pearl I don't know if i am happy or not to see no sophomoric bathroom grunting in there somewhere.
At first, I thought this was going to be about sex.
My karate instructor swears that grunting helps you kick/punch harder. It just feels SO unladylike...
Of course, the military private is a grunt (I was a grunt once).
Until he is shot and killed, then he is the American Hero giving the rest of his life for the flag.
God bless us everyone . . .
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