Gonna keep this short but only because it is late. Wrist feels fine. I fell pretty good too both mentally and physically. (Dang this wasn't as short as I meant it to be... oh well.)
And I feel very pious in my devotions in the Kicking of Depression's Ass:
Also I have discovered a good motivation and method for walking even on days that I don't go to the Y... Eldest son and I go to the basement after dinner and he does violin for 20 minutes while I walk.
Spouse is doing a couch-5K regimen. I thought I was interested in it, but I think maybe not yet. I just want to work on the regular exercise thing first.
Becuase if I am doing a couch-5K thing it necessarily means that I have found a particular race that I am training for. The spouse and I think very differently about these things. Intrinsic motivation seems more ingrained in him than it is in me. Which is cool, but perplexing.
I think my rabid goal-orientedness is what makes me hesitant to jump in to the 5K+race plan. I want to like the process of walking/running instead of making it into a project with an endpoint.
Grateful Crap: A really funny thing that my son said. The punchline was "because you're vegetarian." If you see me in person you can ask about it.
Daily Convexions: see above
Quaker, teacher, parent,