Back in May, I decided to start getting my life in order: every month, I would focus on building one good habit. In June, it was bedtime: my goal was to brush my teeth by 9:30pm every night, because once my teeth are brushed, I'm on my way to bed. It's been honored more in the breach, but just setting a goal has gotten me to bed more regularly. ( Read more... )

I wish I knew why I feel so much better today than I did 2 weeks ago: is it crossing into the third trimester, less yoga, the PT exercises, or something else? Obviously, it would be quite helpful to know if anything I did made it better (or worse). *sighs ( Read more... )

A week ago, I was walking back from the ice skating rink when my knee started spasming and just plain hurting, in the place that the good doc warned me about. My knee basically hurt for a week, with aching and soreness in various places, and I got freaked out that my body can't even handle fargin' ice skating. On Monday, it felt like my knee was ( Read more... )

I was going to post a poll asking your opinion on what sport I should take up now that I'm quitting climbing (and physical therapy), but I've pretty much decided on ice skating. While it's high commitment monetarily (at my level they charge for lessons by the season and my mum threw away my figure skates for some silly reason like they no longer ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I wrote about my lower half. ( A month of treatment )

After my last run, I realized my knee is well and truly fucked. I gave in and asked the Magic PT to recommend a new doc. Dr. Varlotta is frightfully out of the way - I took cabs both ways bc it's ridiculously hard to get to my old neighborhood by public transportation unless you want to walk halfway - but amazing. I could see coming to like him ( Read more... )

Sometimes money =can= buy happiness. Did you know that for $30 more than a cab ride, you can have a driver meet you at baggage claim at JFK and drive you to your door while you talk to your physical therapist, arrange doctor's appointments, and reassure your adventure buddy cum lover? And then for a small tip, a porter carried my bags up to my apt ( Read more... )

I just wanted to go to bed Fri night, but instead went to the gym for a PT God workout. I'm still weaker than I expect, but it was fun watching three of the trainers fooling around: they were betting on the old one's ability to press x and the other one is apparently a cardio king and there's something about if the Yankees won this wknd. Fun times ( Read more... )

Fri night, I missed the happy hour my new cubemate organized, so I came home in the mood for a drink. Last time I was looking around in my cellar, I broke the seal on a bottle of Pedro Ximenez I brought back from Spain, so I opened it. wow. It really is raisiny and thick, so when Julian reminded me that people eat it over ice cream, I tried it and ( Read more... )

Late Fri afternoon, Raita called to say she and her boss would be at Bryant Park Grill and my boss had said he'd be there by 5:30. I had to finish my weekly first, and I warned her that I'd be dressed for dinner, but said I'd come when I could. I'm told Petite Fromage's eyes popped when he saw me in this. win! Moreover, there was a long line to ( Read more... )