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8 April 2005
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8 April 2005 10:33 amAh, signs of spring. This morning I bared my winter-pale legs for the first time since probably August, rode my bike to school for the first time since the snow hit last fall, and spotted my first dark underwear under white pants and my first above-the-waistband-below-the-crop-top thong band.
They were walking together along the path I ride on to get to campus.
oh my eyes.
In other news, this morning's bike ride certainly made clear how appallingly out of shape I let myself get this winter. The path to school is nothing -- no rough terrain, minimal incline. Even if I did ride hell bent for leather on the way in, trying to get there on time after waking up late, I shouldn't have arrived feeling like I was breathing broken glass in the place of air. I certainly shouldn't now feel like I've got limp noodles in the place of legs. While I've never been lean and mean and at the height of physical conditioning, this is just pathetic. The knee injury in January didn't help things, but I could have pushed myself a little harder to get over it, too.
I'm going to do better. It shouldn't be too hard, now that the weather's turned nice. I can as easily spend less of my off-thesis time at the gym or outside as I do lolling on the couch or cruising the internet. I want my England ass back, the one I got after spending a month walking everywhere. I miss it. It was downright shapely.
They were walking together along the path I ride on to get to campus.
oh my eyes.
In other news, this morning's bike ride certainly made clear how appallingly out of shape I let myself get this winter. The path to school is nothing -- no rough terrain, minimal incline. Even if I did ride hell bent for leather on the way in, trying to get there on time after waking up late, I shouldn't have arrived feeling like I was breathing broken glass in the place of air. I certainly shouldn't now feel like I've got limp noodles in the place of legs. While I've never been lean and mean and at the height of physical conditioning, this is just pathetic. The knee injury in January didn't help things, but I could have pushed myself a little harder to get over it, too.
I'm going to do better. It shouldn't be too hard, now that the weather's turned nice. I can as easily spend less of my off-thesis time at the gym or outside as I do lolling on the couch or cruising the internet. I want my England ass back, the one I got after spending a month walking everywhere. I miss it. It was downright shapely.
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8 April 2005 05:02 pmNote to self: cleaning bathtub causes hives to break out on breasts. Try to avoid the activity in the future.
*attempts to scratch discretely at sensitive bits without anyone noticing*
I have been cleaning in preparation for my mother and sister's arrival (eta = 2.5-3 hrs). I may, at this point, be going a little overboard. It's highly unlikely that either my mother or my sister will feel inclined to check the top of the kitchen cabinets or the ledge on the floor behind the couch for dust.
But, still. This is my mother and I have to prove to her, through cleanliness, that I am an adult now. Besides, I have, sometime in the past couple of years, developed a streak of neatfreakiness that is kept to a manageable level only by natural inclination towards laziness.
*attempts to scratch discretely at sensitive bits without anyone noticing*
I have been cleaning in preparation for my mother and sister's arrival (eta = 2.5-3 hrs). I may, at this point, be going a little overboard. It's highly unlikely that either my mother or my sister will feel inclined to check the top of the kitchen cabinets or the ledge on the floor behind the couch for dust.
But, still. This is my mother and I have to prove to her, through cleanliness, that I am an adult now. Besides, I have, sometime in the past couple of years, developed a streak of neatfreakiness that is kept to a manageable level only by natural inclination towards laziness.