"So Toast is Superman? But, I feel like Superman would have to be white toast."

[batskeets]

In a flurry of exclamation points:

• I'm moving this weekend! My new house is beautiful! And I'm going to have my own bathroom!
• I just snagged a new client! Possibly two!
• I've been gluten-free for three weeks and I'm not going crazy yet! (in fact, I actually feel great!)
• I'm eating most other things again! (coffee and I still need to work a few things out)
• My two favorite RCR home teams won last weekend! (now if only I were on the roster for one of them)
• I finally went running today after wimping out many times due to weather! (it hurt like hell, but TAKE THAT wimpy legs)
• I skated with the Longview league on Wednesday! It was fun! I'm still a competent skater!

Today is apparently National Chocolate Cake Day, of all things, so I think I may actually flirt with sugary danger and get myself some cake. Gluten-free cake, naturally. God, I feel like a stereotype saying that, but eh, whatever works, right?

So, yes, if you hadn't already guessed: things are good. I only wish I could spread a bit more of the Good around.

Comments

[bodhranist.livejournal.com]

I went running yesterday for the second time since spraining my ankle in the fall. It was weird, I was actually running better in the last half hour of about a two hour run (with walking breaks every half hour or so) than the first half hour. It was like my neurons had forgotten how to get all the muscle fibers firing at the same time and took a while to remember.

[skeets.livejournal.com]

I had a similar experience on my first post-injury run! I only ran for about 25 minutes (two hours? DAMN, son!), but it felt extremely weird and foreign, and all of my stabilizer muscles around my shins and ankles were crazy-sore the next day.