Log in

No account? Create an account
12 April 2014 @ 06:09 pm

This time last year, I was running four times a week and about to run a half marathon. Now, I can't run more than a mile without my hip screaming in protest. Not a huge deal (aside from 'my body is supposed to do what I tell it, with no whinging'), but running does help me lose weight. And I need to lose weight. And a lot of my other friends run and do very well with it and though I shouldn't be competitive about it, I sort of am.

Looks as if I really do need to add weight training, but I am not joining a gym simply to use the machines. Whatever free weights and kettle bells I have at home will have to do. Once things are a bit more settled with lawyers and cleaning out Mom's house, I can take a few more kickboxing classes on top of what I teach. Certainly I will do my Sunday yoga until my Sundays are no longer free, which is in about six weeks. I could also be smarter about what/how much I eat.*

Got a bit of extra exercise in today. Yard clean up totally counts! I raked and pruned and hauled wheelbarrowsful of leaves and branches and bits of plants I really ought to have cleaned up in the fall. The upshot is my veggie garden is cleared out, and the strawberry plants are uncovered and cleaned up. I still need to turn the soil; have done it by hand the past two years. May rent a tiller. Herb garden is ready for planting. Flower beds and shade garden are ready as well. It's too early to plant much, but I am eager to go. In the meanwhile, I'll have to satisfy myself with surprise!snowdrops and the other spring bulbs that are popping up around my yard.


Glory-of-the-snow and a budding hyacinth.

*so very unlikely

07 April 2014 @ 08:38 pm

There was a moment at the lawyer's office this afternoon when I looked down at the list of Mom's accounts and assets, at a chart centered on a piece of plain white paper, and thought, "This is all that's left of my mother." I took a few deep breaths, blinked the tears back for a later time. Listened. Nodded. Signed a hundred papers.

As we walked back to our cars, I told my sweetie about that awful, aching moment. He put his arm around me. "Your mom's there every time you cry over a lost kitty finding its way home."

I know. I know this. I know she's there when I get excited over a book, or fold towels as she did, or choose kindness even when anger would be easier. There are a thousand examples. A million. More. At some point, that will be a comfort.

For now I'll just be happy if that little tortoiseshell cat made it home.

01 April 2014 @ 11:13 pm

I was being so good, so focused, about my health and fitness. I can't do much in the way of running any more (short version: December challenge, screamingly painful hip, never really loved it anyway), but I was taking a few kickboxing classes in addition to those that I teach. One boot camp class, one to two yoga classes, two to three walks each week. Looking to add weight training.

Then, as it does, life got in the way. There was lots of driving. There was physical and emotional exhaustion. There were poor dietary choices.

I've been slowly making my way back. Weight training remains an issue, and one that must be addressed, but I'm doing vinyasa strength and flow once a week. Took a private aerial yoga class last Friday.* Today, I decided it was time I got my sorry butt back in kickboxing class. Mind, this might not have been my best decision. I taught two classes today, as well as a small group boot camp session, but hey... have to dive in at some point, right?

It was rough. My muscles felt heavy and slow. My energy was low. But I did it. For an hour, I let someone else call the shots. I focused on my bag, on my form, on getting the job done. It was lame, but when it was over I felt BETTER.


Why did no one tell me my hands were so far forward? YOU GUYS!

*TERRIFYING! Also: challenging, frustrating, and fun. But so, so scary. I am old and not bendy and deeply suspicious of the need to hang upside down. I'll be back this Friday.

29 March 2014 @ 06:26 pm

Went into the studio with the Crimson Pirates to record our seventh CD. It's been over two years since the last, and a lot has changed. We've lost members to cross-country moves and time/work/life commitments. We've reconfigured the group,  completely rearranged older songs,  performed at REP's two other Faires, and grown a bit more comfortable with the process. We no longer, alas, have a guitarist, but we still have mandolin, concertina, and - heaven help us! - ukulele. That's me. I've been playing for a couple of years now, but I've never been a musician. I mean instrumentalist (though this makes me feel as if I should really be more accomplished). Anyway, you want basic strumming? I'm your girl. You want fancy-pants? Not so much.

Fortunately, my level of 'basic' suits our arrangements. Of fifteen tracks, I played on twelve. Bonus: I was so worried about Not Fucking Up that I had very little nervous energy left to stress over my vocals. There's still mixing and other engineering to be done but it looks as if we've got the solid makings of a pretty great CD. Woot, I say. Woot.

15 tracks in just over 5 hours. Of course we're smiley.

27 March 2014 @ 06:16 pm

The good news (or so I hope): I'm reestablishing my presence here, as a run up to starting an actual blog.

The bad news: no witty novel has been finished. A novel or two is in draft form, but I can claim neither polish nor wit.

The other news: I am in the process of training a wild squirrel to eat from my hand. Following that, we will be best friends and have madcap adventures. It's a work in progress.

26 March 2014 @ 07:17 pm

Wow. It's cold and dusty in here.

Been a while. How are all of you?

22 July 2013 @ 10:38 pm

I've got so much to tell you - several month's worth of things. For now, though, I'll just say that we're two weeks away from opening NYRF '13. I'm glad I'm part of the show, but it has its challenges. Soldiering on...


01 June 2013 @ 07:21 pm

Did my first obstacle race. Finished, very muddy, having cried after one failed challenge. Also did a half marathon several weeks back. Didn't cry, but it was only because I was dehydrated. Will share all the excruciating details within the next few days.

Lucky you!

10 April 2013 @ 01:02 am

Not in the best place I want to be for my first half marathon. Over the last two weeks, my training has been utterly derailed. My diet is terrible, I've gained weight, and my digestive system is dark and full of terrors.

On the bright side, I know I can do this. Come Sunday, I'll make it over the finish line. Sure, I will pay dearly, but I can finish. Once this is behind me, I can focus on other things, all of which do not revolve around me running/zombie shuffling for two and a half hours.

That's right. A week from now, it's all kitties, all the time.

She really is crazy adorable.

08 April 2013 @ 11:15 pm

Why is this April so busy, you guys? Case in point: this past weekend.*

All of the things!Collapse )