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June 15, 2005
Stress relief 
Pilates was good last night. It was the first mat class I've made it two in two weeks, so it was hard. A class like that, where my mind is occupied and my body is complaining, is such a release when I'm stressed, and I feel like I'm hitting new highs in stress.
Afterwards, I went to the store to try to find some protein. I feel flummoxed by the new diet, simple as it is, and the whole question—how will I ever get enough protein, and not cause my arteries to completely clog?—hasn't been far from my mind. When I'm not thinking about work, or home.
I spent about 45 minutes reading labels. I was on the scooter and it was raining, so I needed to be thoughtful about what I bought. $55 later, I had one full canvas bag of coffee, fizzy water, and protein.
This morning I kept falling asleep on the couch. I finally got myself vertical and began making my monster breakfast: breakfast sausage with a black bean omellette. It was good but it seemed like so much food.
Oh, and my dog is a klepto. I put an apple and an orange on the couch with my gym clothes, the magazines for the gym, my ipod, etc. I came back in the room, and everything was just as it was, except the orange. No orange. Apple still there, not moved. Echo looked at me with those big liquid brown eyes, oh lovey, lovey, lovey. I ordered him off the couch, he looked offended, and I saw where he had tucked the orange under the cushion. What an adorable dog!
I was running severely late, but I decided I needed to ride the bike in. It was a good idea too. I can think about all the things that bother me, but I can't really be anxious because, hey, I'm riding a pink bike. I actually got a compliment (on the bike) from a serious cyclist. Wow!
I got the bike down in the garage and was locking it up when one of the garage guys said, hey, that's the most popular bike down here. Really?, I asked. Yes, because it's so pretty, he said. Cool!
I ordered black fenders, a black rack, lights, and a bell, which hopefully will be in tonight. If they have a decent little bike computer, I'll get that too. Fancy that, having a bike that I could figure out walking distances with, that I'd actually want to ride?!
Posted at June 15, 2005
Comments
While you're at it, clothespin a playing card to the frame sticking into the spokes. It always makes people you pass smile - they did it as kids, and the motor sound brings back good memories.
Posted by: Scooter at June 15, 2005 12:52 PM