Three Weeks Later

When the cat's away, the mice go hike up that big hill at Konza.

an older picture of part of that hill

But strangely enough, this time I have more endurance and I can breathe better and move faster than three weeks ago.

And this might be crazy, but I think I might run up that hill someday.

Top Secret

This is top secret so don't tell anyone, but, I may or may not possibly sort of might be a little bit enjoying going to the gym.

But just in case I might be insane, I also went to visit my favorite creek spot.

I wanted a picture with my feet in the water, but also was digging the fall foliage...I'm a weirdo

Also. In early September I apparently overbooked myself for this week. At the time it was so far away that I knew I'd have plenty of time to be well prepared. But then other things came up and I didn't get as prepared as I wanted to. Over a few days I've given a Sunday school lesson and a CR lesson and went to a class at MCC to tell them about CR. Plus had my last session with my now-ex therapist. So that's...a lot.

Noodle Arms

Here's my gym update (which I think I've decided to do weekly). This is mildly edited talk-to-text because my arms are currently limp noodles. My trainer switched it up on me and did legs Monday. It barely even hurt. But now that she knows that, I've got to look out for the next leg day cuz she's coming to get me.

Also. I had started to hold some stress/tension in my shoulders again and today's arm workout definitely helped to loosen that up. I'm learning the weirdest things I didn't know I needed to know.

A not very good photo of how Milo reacts when I practice singing.

Identity Crisis

 (Wrote this for sharing to Facebook)

Some parts of me are still objecting to Monday's core workout. I was unable to publicly whine about it due to the social media outage and the fact that when everything came back on, I really felt the appropriate moment had passed.

Today was legs again, and to my absolute horror, I found myself saying to my trainer on the first station "I think this weight might actually be a little too light". And I knew I was right when I stepped off the machine and the following words came out of my mouth unbidden:

Oh yeah, that's the jelly!

As if some part of my brain thinks it knows exactly what my legs should feel like after that kind of work. I really don't know where I get my vocabulary words though, I'm reasonably certain I've never said those words out loud in that order ever before in my life.

Who even am I?

A bat I recently saw in the middle of the day in an unexpected place.

Konza Gym Day

 So I got up, went about my morning routine and came downstairs in my gym clothes only to find a text from my trainer. She was unable to keep our appointment. Well I wasn't about to go into the gym by myself and try to figure out what I should do in there. But I didn't want to waste this outfit either. So I decided I'd hit up that big hill at Konza. That's a good workout.

Furthermore, I wanted to participate in my friend's daily art prompts so I took Lark and a crow with me. Fairy pictures means lots of squatting. Extra workout. V athletic.

The best of not very good options.

I took it pretty slow and took lots of breaks because that big hill is a challenge for people in better physical condition than me and I didn't have any reason to rush. Still, by the time I was almost at the top, there were parts of me that were not happy with my decision. And not really in a sore from a good workout kind of way. I exacerbated an old injury.

Proof of victory.

I did consider staying at the top of the hill and waiting for someone to come rescue me, but it's not the most accessible place to get a ride back. So I did my best to slowly saunter around the rest of the trail back to the parking lot. Between the pictures and the taking my time, I spent 2 hours on that hike.

Good thing it's Friday so I have a couple days to recover before my next torture session.