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—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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February 10, 2006

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Well, I hear tell that the Olympics Opening Ceremony has happened in Turin, so, the Knitting Olympics has begun too. I haven't yet cast on—it's the first thing on my list after this entry, and mailing a valentines' gift to my mum—but I'll be making the shrug part of Tubey in Brown Sheep's Handpaint Originals (70% Mohair, 30% Wool) in Onyx (or black, if you will). I've been wanting to make a shrug for a long time—time to fish or cut bait.

I've been trying to decide about some exercise component for the Olympics, but I'm not there yet. I think maybe a half hour of walking a day? That's nothing, I know, but I just need to have a goal.
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Last week, I had a couple of days where I felt, literally, exhausted. Like if I wasn't doing something, I would fall right asleep. And this happened again on Wednesday.

Maybe it was just riding the bike home. I rode in traffic until I got to the Broadway Bridge, which forces me to go fast and focus, but honestly, it's a bit much. Then the effort of getting up the bridge, and then down, and then up the little hill, just seemed to totally sap me. I got home, and boy, was I tired.

We had a lowkey evening, got to bed at a reasonable time, and Thursday morning, I get up and I'm feeling just like I did on Wednesday night, like I got no sleep at all. I got all ready to go to work, showered, dressed, dog out, and I just decided that I'd take a personal day.

Mind you, it's so gorgeous outside that I had been thinking I would take a personal day to do yard work. But I didn't feel up to it yesterday, and I spent most of the day on the couch. Blegh.

But in the evening, I went to my sewing class. I was all cranky when I came in, because it appeared to be this whole hipster thing and I was feeling decidely un-hipster. But in actuality, while they might have been hipsters, everyone was really nice, and I had a good time and learned a lot.

I heard the best tardy excuse too. One woman came in late: she said that she was driving down Cornell road when a giant evergreen fell down in front of her car. It happened so quickly that she couldn't stop, and so she just drove over the tree! Can you imagine?
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There have been two murders in the neighborhood in less than a week. One happened Saturday, about 4 blocks from the house. The other happened Wednesday night, and the murdered guy had been a regular up and down my street. He had quite a rep of playing the harmonica, and he used to hang out at Paul's house, before Paul moved away. My neighborhood has been quiet for so long, but strangely, things seem to be heating up. The dealers and prostitutes are all getting a quite a bit more aggressive.

Posted at February 10, 2006

Comments

Woo hoo! I'm making a shrug, too (in Nashua Handknits (75% wool, 25% alpaca) in "carmin" (aka red)). I started it weeks ago, so won't be in the knitting olympics. I don't think I could finish in 16 days. The arms took for-evah.

Maybe the wind'll die down and we can enjoy the gorgeousness outside?

Posted by: tszuj at February 10, 2006 4:01 PM

um YIkes...be careful

Posted by: brit at February 11, 2006 3:09 AM

Posted by: tszuj at February 11, 2006 9:38 AM

I love your scooter stories. I'm knitting booties for no one particular during the Olympics tv watching. Scary stuff going on in your neighborhood - take care.

Posted by: Deene at February 13, 2006 9:42 AM