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Feb. 14th, 2011
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Feb. 14th, 2011 12:16 pmWalk 15 minutes 1 mi. Total: 956 mi. From Lorien: 98 mi. Still grey and overcast.
Walked around all three floors of the library at lunch; haven't been able to walk outside because of snow and ice*, although that's currently not a problem as it's in the high 60s/low 70s today, I beleive. Also, I need to figure out something to do in the later spring and summer, when it's too hot for me to walk outside for very long without triggering a migraine from overheating, and working out a path through the library may be best. Although I felt self-conscious today walking around; I shall probably carry a book with me next time to make it look like I fit in. :D
Not giving up the bike, but trying to add load-bearing exercise to the routine, as I need it for BONES BONES BONES.
I have no idea what the mileage is; probably half a mile. Rounding it up to 1 to make it easy on me.
Still using the increasingly inaccurate tag "bike".
* Our neighborhood doesn't have sidewalks, so we have to walk in the street and NO WAY am I going to do that when there's the least little bit of ice on the streets
Walked around all three floors of the library at lunch; haven't been able to walk outside because of snow and ice*, although that's currently not a problem as it's in the high 60s/low 70s today, I beleive. Also, I need to figure out something to do in the later spring and summer, when it's too hot for me to walk outside for very long without triggering a migraine from overheating, and working out a path through the library may be best. Although I felt self-conscious today walking around; I shall probably carry a book with me next time to make it look like I fit in. :D
Not giving up the bike, but trying to add load-bearing exercise to the routine, as I need it for BONES BONES BONES.
I have no idea what the mileage is; probably half a mile. Rounding it up to 1 to make it easy on me.
Still using the increasingly inaccurate tag "bike".
* Our neighborhood doesn't have sidewalks, so we have to walk in the street and NO WAY am I going to do that when there's the least little bit of ice on the streets
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Feb. 14th, 2011 06:07 pmBike 30 minutes 5 mi. Total: 961 mi. From Lorien: 103 mi. Camping in flats in the north of the Field of Celebrant.
Wal;king and biking in the same day. I feel so sporty. Well, no, I don't, I just feel tired and sleep-deprived because I kept waking up last night and gave up shortly after six and got up.
Wal;king and biking in the same day. I feel so sporty. Well, no, I don't, I just feel tired and sleep-deprived because I kept waking up last night and gave up shortly after six and got up.
Very sleepy. Crap sleep last night - okay I had some intense, interesting dreams, but I remembered a lot of them and that was because I was on the edge of waking up a lot, and did so at least three times, then gave up and got up at 6. And I had chronic, low-grade stress gnawing at me all day as I had a number of small things go wrong or not quite go right, none of which would have been a problem in and of themselves, but when happening all together...? And there's someone I want to smack for reasons that shall remain between me and another person (but who is NOT reading this, because I do not post even deeply veiled references to people on my f-list like that,* so if you're reading this, it's not you).
* I might refer to someone with a "Someone on my f-list is having a very bad day," or something sympathetic/innocuous like that, but I wouldn't bitch about anyone who might read it.
Solution: turn off the intartubes, crawl into bed, and listen to Nigel Planer read Pratchett's Carpe Jugulum to me until I fall asleep.
Good night.
* I might refer to someone with a "Someone on my f-list is having a very bad day," or something sympathetic/innocuous like that, but I wouldn't bitch about anyone who might read it.
Solution: turn off the intartubes, crawl into bed, and listen to Nigel Planer read Pratchett's Carpe Jugulum to me until I fall asleep.
Good night.