Training is going well. I’ve been having some trouble with knee pain (leftover from the knee surgery, I suspect), but Curtis-my-cycling-coach looked at it and said it was tight adductor muscles pulling the kneecap out of position. He gave me some exercises to loosen it up, which I have been doing religiously, and that seems to have helped somewhat. I’m still keeping an eye on it, though.
I’m feeling better and stronger physically. It’s no longer an effort to drag myself out of bed to go to the gym, and I feel good after workouts. It feels like the first rains sluicing through a cluttered gutter–the first trickle of water only brings out dirt and debris (and feels awful), eventually the water washes away the debris and the flow runs strong and clean. I feel like I’m getting the gunk out of my body.
And did I mention that I’ve lost another 3 pounds? No effort at all. I’m way psyched.
That being said, I’m also incredibly stressed right now. I’m apartment-hunting, which I loathe. Not only is it stressful not knowing where I’m going to live, but it means I have to drive into work and then spend hours driving around the horrible, evil traffic in the city. And then view apartments, which almost invariably turn out to be not what I’m looking for.
But someday the perfect apartment will turn up…and I have months to look. I don’t have to move until May. I keep telling myself that. It doesn’t help.
Not much going on book-wise or fiber-wise…been too busy/stressed apartment-hunting.