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If you're a large woman in America, your whole life is an opportunity to feel self-conscious, embarrassed, resentful and way too big. You can hide in the corner or on the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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March 27, 2006

Flaky like a biscuit permalink

Lawn T-RexIt's a beautiful morning out there. I'm hopeful that today will be the day that I get to ride my bike back home, and I can begin bike commuting anew. It's been in the parking garage at work for, umm, weeks now. I miss it. A lot.

I hate getting up in the morning, looking outside and seeing a perfect bicycling day, and knowing that I already have a bike waiting for me at work. Hopefully, today, I can make things right.

The weekend: well, it was great and it left a lot to be desired. The sample knitting is going really slowly. Really slowly. I hate it. It's beautiful but I hate it. I'm used to patterns that you can easily memorize, but with this, I have to count out each stitch, and compare it to the pattern. Intarsia and Fair Isle have been easier than this pattern, and I don't know what that's about. Maybe the deadline?

My desire to start some new knitting project seems much stronger than it did during the knitting olympics. All I can think about are the projects that I've promised to Sweetie's mom and stepdad. And yet. I hate being a flake on the sample knitting. I've managed volunteers before: flakes are just a pain. And I am definitely a flake in this category.

So anyways, I spent a bit of the weekend avoiding the sample knitting. I could have been decluttering, or working on the yard or career stuff or the guide, but mostly, I was just procrastinating on the sample knitting, which meant I got very little done indeed. Sigh.

When I first got the sample knitting, I wrote my coordinator back and said that I was afraid that I had bit off more than I can chew, and I never got a response. Rationally, I know she may have never gotten the email, but emotionally, I'm sure she hates me and wants to taunt my dog. Realistically, I'm sure she's used to flakes, and she probably builds that into her timelines (I hope).

Posted at March 27, 2006

Comments

Dreading what is supposed to be a fun hobby stinks! Glad you had a nice weekend.

Posted by: neca at March 27, 2006 10:56 AM

If she wants to taunt your dog, she will have to answer to me!!

Echo, I got yer bony back!

;o)

Posted by: Jill at March 27, 2006 1:19 PM