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Key component that resonates with me so much in this section: "Do I even like this person?"
PS: I live on Liquid Death at the club, lol
Mar. 11th, 2023
Key component that resonates with me so much in this section: "Do I even like this person?"
PS: I live on Liquid Death at the club, lol
a hint of contentment.
Mar. 11th, 2023 09:57 pmgot to cook and bake all day, ran in the sunshine, had coffee at my old favorite haunt, read some essays while the sun was starting to set in the chill not-very-springlike air, watching the white clouds turn golden against the blue as the crows chatted loudly to each other about their day.
my cough is still not done, hoping to be resolved by Wednesday so that I can go back to work Thursday/Friday/Saturday, and then Shamrock Run Sunday, fingers crossed.
Let my brother rope me into a chore tomorrow, bah. hopefully it won't take too long.
need to henna my hair in the morning. we spring forward so I will be groggy, but that's okay.
I ate regular amounts of food like a regular human, ugh I wish I could restrict calories better, but food is just so tasty, especially when I make so much of it myself. Several pieces of the gf pumpkin orange banana bread, much of the apple crisp, a handful of walnuts, a frothy almond milk latte after the run, more crisp and bread, some sheep's milk yogurt with matcha, chai, hemp seeds and goji berries, strawberries, and for dinner, some black rice and sauteed local veggies, along with a few bites of salmon (I always cook two filets if I cook salmon, it's the rule now, I typically eat about a third of one of them and Josh has the rest of the one I nibbled on the next day).
I did all of my physical therapy, pushups, one pull-up, one short set of up-downs. I'd really like to get back to doing those daily, if I can do 100 or more a day, my abs start to get a little more defined (weight loss is needed to complete this effect but I'm just not managing to restrict calories enough for that at the moment, I'm hovering at 131lbs perpetually when I really want to be 126).
Not feeling flirty.
Maybe dancing Thursday will help.
Sad to miss the Combichrist show tomorrow, I'd have such a blast if I were well, but I am not.
Did I mention Josh finally successfully booked the lookout tower he's been trying for over the last few months? Happy for him, he's so excited. It's a good feeling, even if it doesn't end up working out once summer rolls around - part of the difficulty of having to book them six months in advance.
should try to turn in early, read some more Stone Sky, I'm feeling strong enough to handle scarier material, tonight, even though I couldn't read any of Mary Oliver's poems about Whitman, Emerson, the lifespan of a pet dog, or Poe.
(I read her essays on owls, a stream, and on a spider that lived in a stairwell. That was enough.)
I am feeling enough, for the first time in a while.
It was the clouds that did it, I think. So shockingly beautiful, and so simple, all at once.
my cough is still not done, hoping to be resolved by Wednesday so that I can go back to work Thursday/Friday/Saturday, and then Shamrock Run Sunday, fingers crossed.
Let my brother rope me into a chore tomorrow, bah. hopefully it won't take too long.
need to henna my hair in the morning. we spring forward so I will be groggy, but that's okay.
I ate regular amounts of food like a regular human, ugh I wish I could restrict calories better, but food is just so tasty, especially when I make so much of it myself. Several pieces of the gf pumpkin orange banana bread, much of the apple crisp, a handful of walnuts, a frothy almond milk latte after the run, more crisp and bread, some sheep's milk yogurt with matcha, chai, hemp seeds and goji berries, strawberries, and for dinner, some black rice and sauteed local veggies, along with a few bites of salmon (I always cook two filets if I cook salmon, it's the rule now, I typically eat about a third of one of them and Josh has the rest of the one I nibbled on the next day).
I did all of my physical therapy, pushups, one pull-up, one short set of up-downs. I'd really like to get back to doing those daily, if I can do 100 or more a day, my abs start to get a little more defined (weight loss is needed to complete this effect but I'm just not managing to restrict calories enough for that at the moment, I'm hovering at 131lbs perpetually when I really want to be 126).
Not feeling flirty.
Maybe dancing Thursday will help.
Sad to miss the Combichrist show tomorrow, I'd have such a blast if I were well, but I am not.
Did I mention Josh finally successfully booked the lookout tower he's been trying for over the last few months? Happy for him, he's so excited. It's a good feeling, even if it doesn't end up working out once summer rolls around - part of the difficulty of having to book them six months in advance.
should try to turn in early, read some more Stone Sky, I'm feeling strong enough to handle scarier material, tonight, even though I couldn't read any of Mary Oliver's poems about Whitman, Emerson, the lifespan of a pet dog, or Poe.
(I read her essays on owls, a stream, and on a spider that lived in a stairwell. That was enough.)
I am feeling enough, for the first time in a while.
It was the clouds that did it, I think. So shockingly beautiful, and so simple, all at once.