I got to the gym a little before 11, after an annoying interlude in which I waited ten or 15 minutes for a local train, because I didn't want to walk any further than I had to in the rain. It got to 50th Street, stopped, waited a moment, and then the conductor made a short, unclear announcement and the train started again, without the doors ever having opened. If I'd wanted to go to 42nd Street, I'd have stayed on the A.

I had left my water bottle behind on Monday, and given up on it. After deciding I had to have water today, I went back to the locker room, took a dollar out of my wallet to feed into the water/sports drink machine, looked up, and saw my water bottle sitting on top of the coat rack.

Bench press 50 pounds, 12, then 11 reps; 45 pounds, 12 reps
Seated leg curl, 70 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Adjustable row, 100 pounds, 15, 15, 11+4
In 15s: crunches, back arches, crunches, the lift using a physioball (the smaller ball that was handy today didn't work as well), crunches, arches. Then I did a few reps of cat and camel, and the yoga trees, two pair on each leg.
Bicep curls, 35 pound bar, 3 sets of 15, alternating with wrist curls, 1 pound weights, 2 sets of 15.
Seated leg press, 140 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Triceps pulldowns, 40 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Stretches

No cardio, no hip ad/abduction. Cardio mostly because I had nothing to read, hip because I stepped wrong early in the morning and my left hip/groin hurt, so I didn't want to stress it. But by the time I was done they were announcing that the pool and gym floor would close in 30 minutes, and the cardio by itself would have used that much time, not even counting the hip stuff, so I would have had to leave something out.


When I left the gym, it was raining, but not bad, so I took the train down to Canal Street. Wetter, and I was pretty damp by the time I got to Great NY Noodletown. It was a good day for duck congee, which is what I had. I was at a table with a family group, including a young child; an older woman arrived halfway through my congee and was seated next to me. She ordered a big bowl of soup with stuff in it. The child, on her other side, asked his mother what it was, she said soup, and the woman gave him a fish ball. He nibbled it, then played with it. The donor didn't seem to mind.

By then it was sleeting, so I was glad to get on the shuttle train at Grand Street rather than walk to an F station; one stop to Broadway-Lafayette for an F to Brooklyn, and now I've taken the Grand Street Shuttle.

By the time I got to [livejournal.com profile] roadnotes and [livejournal.com profile] baldanders's home, the rain was changing to snow. They fed me tea and cookies, roadnotes admired my purple hair and I admired her new earring, and we caught up on stuff for a few hours. Coming home, I read my medieval history book. Up here in Inwood, the chain-link fences looked like wickerwork, and I saw someone building an actual snow fort.
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