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ewtSo, yesterday I did some errands. And carried too much. Again - a week ago I would not have been able to manage as much, I even managed most of the day without limping. But I still carried too much, and now my left hip is angry at me, as well as my arms. Oops.
Today the plan is to mostly flake out, and then go to Aikido in the evening. I'd very much like to play in the snow as well, and may decide to do that instead of Aikido as Aikido happens every week and snow like this does not happen every winter, not here anyway.
I think it was about 2003 when we had maybe twice as much as this; I remember walking to students and them being surprised that I'd turned up, I remember helping push a woman's car into her own driveway - and her disbelief that this would even work, as she'd never experienced being stuck in snow or mud before. I remember spending a magical hour or so playing in the snow with a couple of my piano students, the sheer joy of running around in it. I don't think I'll be doing anything quite so active today - I really do need to rest after yesterday - but I shall make a point of getting outside and playing in the snow while it is there.
I'm finding myself having to hold back from shouting, "wimp!" to those of you complaining about the cold. You'd think I'd get used to the different attitudes toward weather in this country - just as, well, you'd think the Brits would get used to the fact that yes, the temperature does go below 10°C in this country regularly enough that it's a good idea to be prepared for it. But never mind; there are as many of you enchanted by the snow as complaining about it.
I do reserve the right to laugh at people who try to drive in this weather without snow tyres. Fules.
It's difficult to explain how much better I feel, knowing what is wrong with my joints and why I have pain. Being able to do something about it - to a point - is even better. Oh, it still pisses me off, but at least I know I can probably re-gain previous levels of fitness, and at least now when something hurts I know why. I can make informed decisions about what I do and know approximately how it will affect me; nothing is ever 100% consistent, bodies aren't like that, but yesterday I knew that I was carrying too much and I was able to decide whether it was worth it to do it anyway, or whehter I should just go home and flake out. Treatment on Monday was particularly helpful as well, I think, and the exercises probably make a bit of difference too.
First I took a bag of old clothes to a charity shop. Fear my decluttering. Then...I bought a couple of books - Roger Philips' mushroom book, which I didn't have and which is apparently a classic, and also jPod by Douglas Coupland. Both are big and heavy. I bought some Sculpey so that I can make pen grips that will fit on my very nice pens, the pencil grips I bought will just fit on a standard pencil but not on my nice pens, and I like my nice pens damnit. I bought 1000m of black thread, since I seem to be getting into the sewing a bit now and running out of thread is a pain and it's cheaper per metre to buy more anyway. I bought some groceries from a hippie shop. I bought some theory books for students, and a volume of Brahms lieder for myself, so I can give the library's copy back. And I'm a sucker, so I bought some silk in a second-hand shop.
Between all that and paying for not one, but THREE Palm LifeDrives (who wants to buy one? Let me know!), my bank account hurts at the moment. It will get better, though.
Tomorrow, or possibly this afternoon if I'm up to it, I'm going to spend some time putting stuff up for sale on eBay. I've got a couple of pairs of hairfalls done that should go up, for example.
Right, enough of this, time to go play in the snow while it's still falling. Gently.
Today the plan is to mostly flake out, and then go to Aikido in the evening. I'd very much like to play in the snow as well, and may decide to do that instead of Aikido as Aikido happens every week and snow like this does not happen every winter, not here anyway.
I think it was about 2003 when we had maybe twice as much as this; I remember walking to students and them being surprised that I'd turned up, I remember helping push a woman's car into her own driveway - and her disbelief that this would even work, as she'd never experienced being stuck in snow or mud before. I remember spending a magical hour or so playing in the snow with a couple of my piano students, the sheer joy of running around in it. I don't think I'll be doing anything quite so active today - I really do need to rest after yesterday - but I shall make a point of getting outside and playing in the snow while it is there.
I'm finding myself having to hold back from shouting, "wimp!" to those of you complaining about the cold. You'd think I'd get used to the different attitudes toward weather in this country - just as, well, you'd think the Brits would get used to the fact that yes, the temperature does go below 10°C in this country regularly enough that it's a good idea to be prepared for it. But never mind; there are as many of you enchanted by the snow as complaining about it.
I do reserve the right to laugh at people who try to drive in this weather without snow tyres. Fules.
It's difficult to explain how much better I feel, knowing what is wrong with my joints and why I have pain. Being able to do something about it - to a point - is even better. Oh, it still pisses me off, but at least I know I can probably re-gain previous levels of fitness, and at least now when something hurts I know why. I can make informed decisions about what I do and know approximately how it will affect me; nothing is ever 100% consistent, bodies aren't like that, but yesterday I knew that I was carrying too much and I was able to decide whether it was worth it to do it anyway, or whehter I should just go home and flake out. Treatment on Monday was particularly helpful as well, I think, and the exercises probably make a bit of difference too.
First I took a bag of old clothes to a charity shop. Fear my decluttering. Then...I bought a couple of books - Roger Philips' mushroom book, which I didn't have and which is apparently a classic, and also jPod by Douglas Coupland. Both are big and heavy. I bought some Sculpey so that I can make pen grips that will fit on my very nice pens, the pencil grips I bought will just fit on a standard pencil but not on my nice pens, and I like my nice pens damnit. I bought 1000m of black thread, since I seem to be getting into the sewing a bit now and running out of thread is a pain and it's cheaper per metre to buy more anyway. I bought some groceries from a hippie shop. I bought some theory books for students, and a volume of Brahms lieder for myself, so I can give the library's copy back. And I'm a sucker, so I bought some silk in a second-hand shop.
Between all that and paying for not one, but THREE Palm LifeDrives (who wants to buy one? Let me know!), my bank account hurts at the moment. It will get better, though.
Tomorrow, or possibly this afternoon if I'm up to it, I'm going to spend some time putting stuff up for sale on eBay. I've got a couple of pairs of hairfalls done that should go up, for example.
Right, enough of this, time to go play in the snow while it's still falling. Gently.
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Date: 2007-02-08 10:52 am (UTC)I had to drive to work today to bring the car for Melinda's son to collect; it took me 15 minutes to get all the snow cleared off the car before I could start driving anywhere and I felt sort of guilty for disturbing the pristine white snow covering the windscreen and roof (and yes, I did clear all the snow off the roof, I know lots of people don't and that strikes me as pretty foolish). It's not sufficiently snowy here to need snow tyres, IMO.
It's snowing fairly lightly here (with an interlude of sleet) and I could sit quite enchantedly staring out of a window, watching it swirling around, but I have work to do:-(
I am a wimp, but it's not actually all that cold here (or at least I'm not cold because I've got the layering principle sorted with longjohns, a vest, normal clothes, a thick winter coat (not even a proper outdoorsy one, a black wool/fabric one that looks smart), couple of scarves, two pairs of gloves, a balaclava, a hat and walking boots. I did manage to lose my silk gloves yesterday while emptying my bits and pieces out of the car which is irritating, but not insurmountable (and they did have holes/ladders in anyway).
Knowledge is power - knowing you've got hypermobile joints doesn't cure them, but allows you to develop strategies to manage them.