Ten percent of the year is now over, in case you need to be freaked out into action regarding some goal or plan. My essay draft is done, speaking of freaking out, but I’m waiting one more day before giving it a final ruthless edit. Today I did the grueling Read more…
I decided to take today off from major activity. My back and hamstrings were sore in an angry way. It is hard to quantify how I can feel the movement in good ways, too, though. Because I can feel my sore abs, I engage them more when I turn to Read more…
Today, I took the day off from all three jobs, and it was delightful. M made his fancy tangelo-challah french toast, and I made serious knitting progress on my next sweater. I also busted into the garage and unpacked 3 boxes of books and a box of miscellany. Then, I Read more…
Day two was predictably achy. I did my sun salutations and boy o boy was I tight as a bow string. What I love about slow deliberate movements like suriya namaskar, though, is that slowly but surely the muscles begin to release, as you repeat the steps. At first, I Read more…
Day one of my ab workout was ungraceful and uncomfortable. I actually wrote a note to the woman who provided Women’s Health with the workout, Hanna Eden (a ridiculously hard-bodied cross-fitter whose claim to fame seems to be her hairdo and her HIIT training, in that order–I’m trying not to Read more…
We got up ass early for the moon and put on actual clothes and walked down the road… and nothing. Too much fog and cloud cover to see a damn thing. When we crawled back into bed, I slept for another hour plus… giving me a grand total of nearly Read more…
I am all motivated to get up at zero dark early to see this eclipse–I wish I’d unpacked the spotting scope, but our things are still a jumble. I also wish I had the money to excavate the patio and put in the foundation for my shed, but it looks Read more…
I spent an hour tonight writing a long and detailed response to a student which could be boiled down to “IT’S IN THE SYLLABUS.” But I tried to put myself in the student’s shoes, while also clearly expressing expectations that future questions be answered just a smidge more self-sufficiently. I Read more…
I’ve been working (and reworking) this essay, and it has required that I think a lot about why I classify certain genres (of music, movies, television, culture) as inherently dumb. Or, as leaning more toward thoughtlessness and less toward thoughtfulness. Those classifications are all based on some rational assessments (clichés, Read more…
Tonight, while having dinner with friends, one of whom I’ve known since high school, the topic of people who demand the spotlight came up. These are the folks who steal other people’s moments or make up tall tales to be the best-most. And then I told a story about being Read more…