You’d think that turning forty would feel significant somehow. But no, just another day. I’m not even celebrating till the weekend ( Read more... )

I was all set to do my laundry, bent over to pick up the basket - didn’t even pick it up, hadn’t touched it yet, just bent over - and something painful happened in my back, just above the left buttock. So I spent some time lying in bed, pretty much unable to move, and gradually recovered. I can now hobble around the apartment, go up and down stairs ( Read more... )

Sorry for the update slacking, but work’s been a bitch. A scheduling mishap left us with a deadline too close to actually do the work necessary, so I’ve been working late days and even went in on Saturday. Since we’ve actually been having ridiculously nice weather for January (sunny, 50-60°F) while I’ve been stuck in the office, I’ve been feeling ( Read more... )

Target has a policy of allowing its pharmacists to refuse, on religious grounds, to fill prescriptions for “Plan B” contraceptives. Sorry about that link; the blog entry seems to have been written by somebody angered beyond the point of thinking clearly. (The pharmacists aren’t refusing because they think the customer is a sinner, but because they ( Read more... )

So, I’ve been really slack on my eating and exercise for about the past eight months or so. As in, lots, and crappy and pretty much not at all respectively. I’ve gained back, well, not all the weight I’ve lost, but more than half of it. My clothes are tight, and I feel like crap. And I’ve only gotten up and gone to the gym like twice in the three ( Read more... )

OK, my throat isn’t really sore anymore. I’ve still got that voice-thickening phlegm; I did a bitchin’ rendition of Leonard Cohen’s “Everybody Knows” in the bathroom of the Starbucks at 17th and Broadway ( Read more... )

The weekend’s trips seem to have left me with the early stages of a cold. Who’d’ve thought waiting in the cold rain for an hour for a bus could do that? On the up side, the phlegm coating my vocal cords let me hit some nice low notes singing “Proud Mary” in the shower this morning. I think I brushed up against our bathroom’s resonant frequency ( Read more... )

Today was my last day on Atkins Induction. Starting tomorrow, I can start adding more foods into my diet. I picked up some cottage cheese and strawberries at the supermarket. If you’d told me two years ago that I’d be looking forward to having cottage cheese, I’d have said you were nuts. (Nuts! I can have those, too ( Read more... )

Agh. I just hauled a printer home from the post orifice. About 3/4 of a mile, in 19°F weather. I’m not sure my fingers and forearms work quite right anymore. That’s what I get for not working out since November.

OK, I’m off Atkins. For now. This run was a proof-of-concept, and with fourteen pounds lost in eleven days, without even exercising, I consider the concept pretty damn well proven.

Step 2: I find out how quickly it comes back when I go off.

December is a silly time to be trying to lose weight; I’m officially Not Worrying About It till 2004.

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