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i am the eggplant. i am the LOLRUS. Koo koo katchew.

The hideousness of the death toll in Myanmar and China currently just boggles me. It is horrific and terrifying, and I'm sort of at a loss for words about the whole thing. Not that there's anything I can say about it, other than--if you have a few extra dollars, it wouldn't be a bad week to chip in to Doctors Without Borders.



and in the department of things-that-are-shatteringly-trivial-by-comparison, but-life-must-go-on:

Another bad climbing night yesterday. I managed two 5.7s I'd done before (One of them is overhung and I spend the whole damned time dogging on the rope, but I get there.), but my left big toe has been giving me trouble, and the damned thing started to hurt so badly after two routes that I bailed on the third one about ten feet up. Also, the left shoulder is not giving me the love, and my ankle is a little sore, I think from favoring the toe.

Blah. I really want to go for a run this morning, as it's still cool and pretty out there. But the smart thing is to stay home and give my foot and ankle a break. Blah!

I think I need to step up project less-of-me, because it would not hurt my joints to get an extra forty or sixty pounds off them before I expect them to manage this stuff I'm throwing at them. There's some sort of delicate balance between exercise, joint pain, serotonin reuptake, caloric intake, and how much owie I can reasonably expect my body to absorb with in the process of trying to keep it healthy that I need to strike here.

Hmm. I wonder how stupid it really would be, to go for a run. Screw it, we'll give it a try, and if it hurts too much, we'll stop.

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The sheer numbers of people who have died staggering. It puts an awful lot of other stuff in perspective.

Sorry the climbing was irksome yesterday - hope you enjoyed your run better.
Well, it was a beautiful morning and nice to get out of the house. *g* I actually only ran about 7/10 of a mile before the toe started stabbing rather than twinging. Walking seemed okay, though, so I finished off the two miles that way.

However, my wind continues to improve--the first half mile of that 7/10 was easy and comfortable.

Also, the bear socks are spiffy!

And I really need a Spencer "My Fandom Runs Like A Girl" icon, don't I?
Hurrah for comfortable distances and also socks! My knee protested for the first half of my run this morning, but then either gave up because I wasn't listening, or just got better. Who knows?

And I really need a Spencer "My Fandom Runs Like A Girl" icon, don't I?


Indeed you do. I'm looking forward to it. *G*

Poor Reid. It's not his fault he's funny-looking.

I want my toe to stop hurting now!
Poor Reid. It's not his fault he's funny-looking.

I try not to laugh too hard at him lolloping along - although it is terribly amusing. I have a sneaking suspicion that I run like Phoebe from Friends, only everybody is too polite to tell me.

I want my toe to stop hurting now!

*sympathises*

*offers Hotch death glower to terrify the toe into submission*
Ahh, Hotch.

*loff*
It has been a very sad week. In addition to Doctors Without Borders, we plan to also donate funds to Half the Sky Foundation (an organization that uses it's money to help children in China's orphanages). My daughter, adopted in China almost 13 years ago, is very concerned about the children in the orphanages in that province and has asked as to send some of her money there as well. It's a drop in the bucket but i guess it's something.

I'm impressed with your work out even with set backs. I;m trying to train for my first sprint triathlon and am hitting a wall on the bike segment.
On the topic of Doctors Without Borders... For the knitterly among your readers (there's got to be at least a couple) there's also the possibility of donating through Knitters Without Borders. Which, if I remember correctly, basically just means donating to DWB and then emailing the Yarn Harlot to tell her about it.

And yes, the concept of KWB probably seems a little silly. But last time she asked people to donate, she raised ~$300K. So hey. Why argue with what works?
The hideousness of the death toll in Myanmar and China currently just boggles me. It is horrific and terrifying, and I'm sort of at a loss for words about the whole thing.

Yeah, me too. The only way I can even make numbers that big of human lives lost work in my head is if I compare them to towns I've lived in, population-wise.

I had to picture every high school in my old town just full of dead bodies. And then I realized that somewhere, somebody is actually living through that.

You're right, there are exactly NO words for this.


I think I need to step up project less-of-me, because it would not hurt my joints to get an extra forty or sixty pounds off them before I expect them to manage this stuff I'm throwing at them.

According to the commercials on TV, every pound you lose takes four pound of pressure off of your joints.

Not sure if it's true, but it sounds nice.

You're like, fifty times braver than me though. I'm also embarking on my own epic weight loss saga type deal thing and I so totally wouldn't dare to run/climb things until *after* I'd lost the weight. 'cause uh, well, I just don't want my neighbors and people calling me Lady Flops-a-lot, if you know what I mean. :)

ETA: Hope the toe feels better soon.

Edited at 2008-05-13 02:55 pm (UTC)
Hi there, I'm a new poster to your comment land but I had to jump in on the weight on your joints thing. I'm doing Weight Watchers right now (20.6 lbs down since 1/26/08!) and my team leader also mentioned the 1 lb of weight lost takes 4 lbs off the joints last month. She just told us this past Saturday that she has an orthopedic surgeon in another meeting who confirmed that statistic. So every little bit makes a big difference to ankles and knees and such.

I wish I had a place with climbing walls near me after reading all your climbing posts. :)

~Sarah
She just told us this past Saturday that she has an orthopedic surgeon in another meeting who confirmed that statistic. So every little bit makes a big difference to ankles and knees and such.

Huh. Nice to know that it's actually true. I'll keep that in mind.
Look at it this way: Exercise is the only real way to build muscle and strength, however, and that's what matters to me. Losing weight is strictly a matter of mechanics: it gets in my way, so it needs to go.

And I'm too old and too cranky to give a flying fuck at the moon what my neighbors think. *g* Maybe they'll think I'm eccentric.

Besides, my climbing gym is full of cool, supportive, helpful people of all ages from 6 to 60 or so, and trust me, not all of them are beautiful or have rock-hard bodies. Though there is, yes, an excess population of lovely 21-year-old spidery boys. But hey, they're pretty to look at. *g*
And I'm too old and too cranky to give a flying fuck at the moon what my neighbors think. *g* Maybe they'll think I'm eccentric.

Ah, I haven't reached that sort of stage yet. Plus, I sort of have Peoplephobia, especially in regards to "ZOMG, they're looking at me and judging me!" - which I realize probably warrants a visit to some sort of professional, but hell if I have time or money for that.

Besides, my climbing gym is full of cool, supportive, helpful people of all ages from 6 to 60 or so, and trust me, not all of them are beautiful or have rock-hard bodies.

Le sigh, I wish there was a gym like that for anything. Because the ones I've been to (my mom's gym, my sister's gym, etc) are inevitably full of really buff people walking around in spandex underwear basically. There's just nothing like a 90 pounds and 5 foot 4 inches of blonde perkiness walking past to make you feel like a the ginormous bastard lovechild of a holstein heifer and the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man on the eliptical machine.

Plus, we have a really nice park and neighborhood in this part of Queen, and from about 9:30-12:30, it's mostly deserted because people are at work or watching Judge Judy.
I've been in this situation, actually. Over the last few years, I lost nearly 100 pounds. Maybe the climbing is too much, but you know, just walking and jogging might be good. It helped me, anyway!
I realize this is meant to be encouraging, but I feel like I should point out that it's generally very counterproductive (and frustrating) to tell people that things are too hard for them.
Eek, my apologies! I swear that isn't what I meant at all. Forgive any funky misspeak on my part! (Serves me right for trying to comment after 2 hours of sleep.)

I doubt this is going to come out right at all, but let me try anyway: what I meant was that if you're currently injured, then maybe doing lighter exercises until you're ready to jump back into the hard stuff can be good for your muscles, as opposed to risking injuring things even more by overdoing it. In other words, take heart, you'll be able to do it again soon.

It's quite obvious that you're more than capable of doing this kind of climbing! You've been doing it since before I started lurking on LJ, so that's not even a question.

Edited at 2008-05-13 06:33 pm (UTC)
It's okay. I started to get cranky, and realized that that couldn't have possibly have been what you meant.

I walk or run nearly every day. I do my grocery shopping and many of errands on foot or on my bike. I hike recreationally. I am really very fit, for somebody with a sedentary job.

I'm not interested in losing weight; I could give a good goddamn what I weigh. That's not my goal.

My goal is climbing better. Weighing less is something that will help me climb better.
(I apologize anyway! After looking at the comment, oh my yes, my wording is very, very bad. :D)

That's absolutely awesome. And that makes complete sense, too.

Oi, I miss running every day. I haven't been able to since I caught pneumonia at the beginning of the year. My lungs are just refusing to recover. For now, you'll have to run for me. ;)
Oh, that SUCKS. I overtrained myself into bronchitis in 2002, and it took me years to get back into regular exercise. (Once you get out of the habit...)

I wonder if taping this toe when I climb will help. Seriously, it's making me nuts. I think I aggravated it hiking last weekend--there was a lot of downhill, and you know how your foot slides forward in your boot? Argh.
Getting out of the habit = AUGH. Oh yes. Two years? I respect your patience and determination!

You know, I bet you've hit on something there - the downhill climb aggravating your toe. I hope taping it works!