small victories

[kaberett]

• Gym today: upped the weight on the chest press. "you... what," said my elbow. "Hmm," I thought, and very gingerly tried a second repetition, which... mostly worked? So I tried, also gingerly, a third. "excuse YOU, you WHAT," said my elbow, so I sighed and dropped the weight again and completed the set without further issue and also, rather to my surprise, without much by way of Feeling Bad About Myself.
  
• Also gym: got myself settled on the rear delt fly. Glanced down at the weight. Sighed. Flipped the little +2kg lever up, to -2kg. Flipped to the relevant section of notes and checked what I'd done last time. Paused. Flipped the little lever back down. ... grinned.
  
• Plotted a Thing. (A thing that graph, rather than any more elaborate kind of thing.) I'd been a bit scared of plotting it up because what if it made everything I'd done Wrong and what if [catastrophising], but in fact it didn't, it just neatly proved that (1) I had not, in fact, done Everything Wrong, and (2) there would be no meaningful point to including the bonus lines in the paper ANYWAY so I could comfortably go back to ignoring them.
  
• Made Several phone calls; two to book a cinema ticket and one accidental redial, plus two to my bank to engage in Credit Card Wrangling. (Hopefully-good hopefully-positive credit card wrangling, just, also, Credit Card Wrangling. A held my hand.)
  
• Took delivery of 51kg of fancy flour (set to become... about a hundred loaves of bread), about which I am Excited. (Need to finish the not-fancy flour first, but we're down to the Last Few Bags so it won't take too terribly long.)
  
• Fennel mountain substantially reduced. I had come to the conclusion, you see, that Fennel Seeds Are Tasty, But Also Expensive; and that the fennel I was growing (Colossal, I think, but I can double-check) was also Very Tasty; and also that Thesis Fugue; and that, therefore, I was going to leave... some... of it to go to seed so I could harvest the seed. There... are a lot of seeds, and I harvested them in two batches, and the second batch is now dry and I am mooooost of the way through threshing it (by hand, as a stim), and once it's all done I'll weigh it up and tell you how much of it there is (less the bits I've already cooked with, very happily).
  
• Dinner: bit vat of root-and-lentil soup, sourdough bread, pear crumble (with cardamom and cinnamon, and hazelnut in the crumb).

Comments

[niqaeli]

whoo for carefully evaluating and listening to your elbow's Objections!

also, whooooo fancy flour!

[oracne]

Listening to your body's objections is HARD. For me, anyway.

[pipisafoat]

I had other thoughts, but I was totally derailed by that last. What a delicious sounding dinner. Mmm.

Oh yeah, grats on gym stuff! listening to body's limits is Hard Work I Say. and your other hard stuff, more congrats.

[jesse_the_k]

Not only are you juggling Many Things, you're tracking them!