Which means I do actually need some FREAKING sun occasionally in order to be a normal human being. It has been grey, raining, windy or all stinking 3 for about a bazillion days now. While I hate to complain when many people have it far worse, I’ve come to believe that just because someone else might have it worse than me, this doesn’t negate the fact that I need to complain occasionally.
(The foregoing is my explanation for why I haven’t been doing anything worthy of blogging. And why I haven’t felt like blogging regardless of what I’ve been doing. Suffice it to say, there’s been plenty of stupid going on, but I couldn’t even bring myself to joke about it.)
Admitting the problem is half the battle, and I’d like to tell you that I’ll be posting more, but as it happens, I’m going to be out of town on two different trips over the next two weeks, so posting will continue to be sparse.
Carry on. Keep quilting. Stay dry and warm (did I mention that it is also COLD here? The house is hovering around 60 and I’m cold all the danged time. Yes, we could turn on the heat, but for crying out loud it’s MAY.)
Oh! But on the up side, I have been dragging my sorry butt to the basement every morning to exercise, and I’m now able to do 20 minutes straight (with arms!) on the elliptical, with the resistance on medium. I’ve logged 37.3 miles and the little red line that shows my “travels” is finally starting to show movement, even if it’s only just a little bit of forward momentum…
(For reference, 3 weeks ago, when I climbed on the torture elliptical machine I could only do 2- 5 minute sessions, with the resistance all the way at 0. Well, when I say I “could only do” it might be more accurate to say that I didn’t really think I actually COULD do much more. I have recently started calling myself bad names and making myself keep going longer, even though it feels a lot like I’m being tortured. Don’t worry, it’s not like I’m ignoring PAIN, it’s just an awful dang lot of sweaty work and I’m just not a big fan of sweating. Or work.)