throw another bear in the canoe

mood: melancholy

music: Bruce Springsteen - Brilliant Disguise

I feel like there's an awful lot going on in my life right now, professionally and personally, and I'll probably be a bit of an absentee landlord around here for a while. I'm madly sprinting after deadlines while trying to get my Odyssey and Clarion prep done, shopping for houses, and meanwhile find some time for convention recovery.

The good news is  as of today, when I am back from my hotel bloat, I managed not to gain any weight back on my month-long sojourn. I blame all the walking, and plenty of vegetables.

So now it's back on the wagon of daily exercise and eating properly. I ran 5K yesterday (okay, jogged, and walked bits of it) and jogged the entirety of a little over three today. Also, climbing Tuesday and Wednesday, and yoga today. So go team me, and Project:Valkyrie is back on track. I may not hit the goal weight and level of fitness I wanted to by my birthday, but if I can keep on this track, I'll be in striking distance. And shirts that have not fit since last year are fitting again. Yay! Another fifteen-twenty pounds and I'll be back in my black jeans.



scott_lynch's amazing triceps at 4th Street were pretty fucking inspirational, I tell you what. MORE DOWNWARD DOG. MOAR TRICEPS. I want triceps like that. On my arms, I mean, not in a jar of formaldehyde.

So, since I'm submerging to kill deadlines and for still! moar! travel, I thought I would bring you some pretty pictures. We flew over the ruffled bit of Canada on the way home from Stockholm, and OMFG. I thought the Mojave looked fatal from the air. Gorgeous, ice-world, alien landscape of mountains and fjords and ice. A stunning reminder that most of our homeworld is really not habitable, so we'd better take care of the bits that are.







And now that you have been stunned by immensity and pack ice, have some nice Swedish modular furniture from the Stockholm airport for that homey feel.



Sweden. They have an aesthetic.