Today marks the end of two (work) weeks of the New Regime; I get out of bed at 6am, do half an hour of yoga to Dengue Fever's "Cannibal Corpse", make a cup of tea or coffee (depending on the day), and drink that while I write morning pages for half an hour. Then I get ready for work and all that. Weekends are slack-permissible. I have fought the ( Read more... )

I had put off thinking about most lifestyle arrangements until after moving, because how do you know what things will look like til after you're settled; and then until after all the California trips were done with, because ualeaualeualeualeaue; but all that's done and the apartment is mostly settled (although there was enough of putting that off ( Read more... )

(Where by "day 2" I mean "a week after day 1", on account of questionable weather + after-work commitments ( Read more... )

I spoke not of it, but I got a bike for commuting on Saturday morning. (They were out of the puke-green in my height, so it's white. I am intending to put Hello Kitty decals on it.) Naturally it rained for the next two days, but today dawned sunny (if cold), and I have no post-work obligations, so there it is ( Read more... )

Yoga has been really, really good for me over the past year; and since sometimes the exigencies of duty have kept me from going, it seemed to me that I might profit greatly from doing some at home in the morning. I have found many excuses not to do this thing, ranging from "bleh morning snrk argh" to "wood floor is haaaaaaard". To deal with the ( Read more... )

Say goodbye to the above icon; I think we won't be seeing him again ( Read more... )

Back to running today. 4 min. warmup, 21 min. running--of which I amped up .5 mph for the last third of it--, 5 min. cooldown. The effect of the amping-up was somewhat drastic; I came much closer to overheating, and am much more tired than I would otherwise be. Other than that, though, I found it entirely delightful and joyous. My various ( Read more... )

It was clear that if I schluffed off exercise today (female doom or no female doom), insanity was going to ensue. Yoga won't start again until the semester does, but the gym is open, so thence I went. I intended to use the elliptical like a good sensible creature, but when I got down there the place was packed and every machine taken (of course! ( Read more... )

( Warning: Womb fluid content ahoy, and not the porn-y kind. )

(The instructor actually says that, I should note ( Read more... )