Wha time izzit?
2007 September 21
I was trying to blog about a Bavarian politician and then I fell asleep at the computer. So rantings about marriage will have to wait until I’ve had some sleep.
Word to the wise? After almost five years of almost no exercise at all, don’t do two yoga classes in one day. And if you do do two yoga classes in one day, despite my advice, pretend you’re sixty and stop trying to keep up with the teacher.
ow. ooh ohh ouch.
I no longer have muscles. I have formerly fit flab pockets. They don’t know Warrior Three from nuthin.
Would love to join a yoga class. Spend all my money at restaurants.
Can’t afford yoga.
But I am considering giving up beef. Altogether. No more beef. NO MORE CORN.
I have missed you.
The soreness is a good thing. Just keep telling yourself that.
I was going to come up with some metaphor about how “the pain of hard-worked sore muscles makes us stronger” to help you get through the exercise pain–but isn’t the metaphor actually using exercise to help us rationalize the rest of life?
Hurry slowly …
Sighs… from her dog-lined chair.
Good luck with it!
i am laughing hysterically right now- but in a very very careful way since i am so sore right now myself. i decied to join (get this) soccer. at least after this weeks game i COULD get out of bed. last week was another story. i am hoping by next week i will be able to touch my toes again.
oh-i heard ice helps so i have been drinking TONS of iced coffee. from my chair. this counts, right?
OK I’m hijacking. You know you’ve moved coz Suntdaddy got an academic job? I’ve pretended to get one too, just for a term, because I was so impressed I copied you. And I met a lovely American chap here who has a blog about being an American abroad in England. A counterpoint to your views about being an American who lived in England and has gone back to being an American.
http://www.voxford.blogspot.com/