Portrait of a weekend in glimpses:
Saturday, The Jeff and I went kayaking on the Mighty Scantic as planned. We did not get as far as anticipated, because some beavers had DAMMED IT. And we decided to award them the point rather than portaging through the mud.
Also, we were both starving by then.
I saw either one of the beavers, or possibly a muskrat. The Jeff missed it.
Sunday, from ashacat and netcurmudgeon's 4th of July party, I skyped into the SF Squeecast panel at Convergence.
Yesterday I stayed home and worked like a fiend. It felt good, boys and girls. I think I'm ready to get some serious mojo on after Clarion.
Today I worked, went to get my back fixed, climbed, and have just come home to my post-climbing reward, which in this case is a "delicious" protein shake (it has strawberries in it, though!), a bowl of cottage cheese, some carrots, and a fistful of almonds.
Lunch was a salad with chicken on top, some tomato soup, and a little bread.
The Discipline is a harsh mistress. But it's working: I have pants and shirts that have not fit in a year that are comfortable again. In fact, I'm almost done repairing the damage last year did to my attempts to gain health, and then I can embark on fresh territory. Like maybe running that 5K route in less than 50 minutes...
I'm already noticing improvements to my climbing. Walls that were unbelievably fucking hard two months ago are now merely challenging, with twenty less pounds dragging my ass off them. And I have not been climbing much, what with all the travel--certainly not enough to maintain my stamina.
More protein shakes*. More running. More project:valkyrie!
*I make mine with almond milk and soluble fiber. How about you?