Gym; shopping; foot

Having rested fairly thoroughly since Friday evening—thoroughly enough to make me somewhat grumpy for lack of exercise—I headed out this morning for a careful expedition. Bank, gym, lunch, groceries, with care to minimize walking. To do so, I got my Chinese lunch at a place I could hop a bus to, rather than the few blocks each way to the subway and thence to Excellent Dumpling. I also modified my workout to put less pressure on my heel. (Details behind the cut, below, as usual.)

I was pleased that the gym has changed their song mix: they have the bad habit of picking n songs, and then playing the same ones, in the same order, on every Tuesday morning, or every Thursday afternoon, or so on.

On my way from the bus stop to Tea Den, I fell into the shoe store nearby. ( shoe-shopping details cut )

Lunch was a big bowl of Cantonese noodle soup, with both roast duck and pork wontons. Tasty and filling. Tea Den serves strong tea, quite unlike Excellent Dumpling's weak jasmine; they also give me as much as I tea as I want with my meal, but it's strong enough that I drank two or three of those tiny cups, then switched to water, both to avoid over-caffeinating and because when I'm drinking tea without milk and sugar, I don't want it that strong. But I needed some caffeine.

Back on the uptown bus, and I braved Fairway despite my bags. I got much of what I was looking for (no beets, but I got stewing meat for tonight, so roast beets would have had to wait anyhow), and fit most of that into my backpack.

I figure I walked about a mile today. Trivial for me most days, but significantly more than I'd tried since overdoing it badly last Friday. I think I'm okay, and will be okay for Wiscon.

( workout details, cut for your convenience )

Gym; shopping; foot

Having rested fairly thoroughly since Friday evening—thoroughly enough to make me somewhat grumpy for lack of exercise—I headed out this morning for a careful expedition. Bank, gym, lunch, groceries, with care to minimize walking. To do so, I got my Chinese lunch at a place I could hop a bus to, rather than the few blocks each way to the subway and thence to Excellent Dumpling. I also modified my workout to put less pressure on my heel. (Details behind the cut, below, as usual.)

I was pleased that the gym has changed their song mix: they have the bad habit of picking n songs, and then playing the same ones, in the same order, on every Tuesday morning, or every Thursday afternoon, or so on.

On my way from the bus stop to Tea Den, I fell into the shoe store nearby. ( shoe-shopping details cut )

Lunch was a big bowl of Cantonese noodle soup, with both roast duck and pork wontons. Tasty and filling. Tea Den serves strong tea, quite unlike Excellent Dumpling's weak jasmine; they also give me as much as I tea as I want with my meal, but it's strong enough that I drank two or three of those tiny cups, then switched to water, both to avoid over-caffeinating and because when I'm drinking tea without milk and sugar, I don't want it that strong. But I needed some caffeine.

Back on the uptown bus, and I braved Fairway despite my bags. I got much of what I was looking for (no beets, but I got stewing meat for tonight, so roast beets would have had to wait anyhow), and fit most of that into my backpack.

I figure I walked about a mile today. Trivial for me most days, but significantly more than I'd tried since overdoing it badly last Friday. I think I'm okay, and will be okay for Wiscon.

( workout details, cut for your convenience )

Proper use of LiveJournal

Memo to self: using LJ postings to get a message to one person may be reasonable. When doing so, however, first make sure that person is reading your journal. If you're not on their friends list and there's no other reason to believe they read your journal, smoke signals would probably be more effective.

Proper use of LiveJournal

Memo to self: using LJ postings to get a message to one person may be reasonable. When doing so, however, first make sure that person is reading your journal. If you're not on their friends list and there's no other reason to believe they read your journal, smoke signals would probably be more effective.

Reunion? (Not Réunion)

I am debating whether to go to my high school reunion. The alumni/ae association newsletter, a month or so ago, reminded me that I'm in a milestone class (it's our 25th reunion), and pointed me to a Yahoo group for more information. I don't much like Yahoo groups, and had put off looking at it.

I have just received a letter from someone from a class a few years ahead of mine, whose signature identifies her as the office manager. The letter is dated May 20 (so at least it was mailed promptly). It tells me that my class "is still finalizing its plans for Saturday, June 3rd, which will most likely include a family-friendly [sic] [1] meet-up in Central Park in the afternoon and a bar/restaurant event on Saturday night" and again urges me to join the class egroup or mail the class coordinator. (minnehaha, roadnotes, does either of you remember Mark Lang? The name rings no bells whatsoever.)

At least they're definite about plans for the following day--"continental breakfast and individual class gatherings, followed by a general assembly [this fails to warm the cockles of my heart, and I doubt there will be simultaneous translations] at 11 a.m. and a buffet luncheon." There will be tables specifically for members of my class, so we can sit together.

I'm not doing all of this--not right after being away from cattitude during Wiscon. I'm debating whether to do part of it: either the loosely structured stuff in Central Park, or the stuff on Sunday at the high school. A "bar/restaurant event" with a large crowd of people, few if any of whom I've seen in 25 years, doesn't strike me as a good time. (As best as I can recall, I've seen one person from my class in the past couple of decades. Others from my high school, even if I don't count my mother and brother, but not my class.)

I wonder if looking through the yearbook tomorrow would help me get a handle on whether I want to do this. If I can't think of a reason beyond "you may regret not having done it, if you don't," I won't.

[1] Since I don't want to bring all of my partners, and doubt that any of them would particularly want to attend this, it probably doesn't matter whether their definition of family-friendly is congruent to mine.

Reunion? (Not Réunion)

I am debating whether to go to my high school reunion. The alumni/ae association newsletter, a month or so ago, reminded me that I'm in a milestone class (it's our 25th reunion), and pointed me to a Yahoo group for more information. I don't much like Yahoo groups, and had put off looking at it.

I have just received a letter from someone from a class a few years ahead of mine, whose signature identifies her as the office manager. The letter is dated May 20 (so at least it was mailed promptly). It tells me that my class "is still finalizing its plans for Saturday, June 3rd, which will most likely include a family-friendly [sic] [1] meet-up in Central Park in the afternoon and a bar/restaurant event on Saturday night" and again urges me to join the class egroup or mail the class coordinator. (minnehaha, roadnotes, does either of you remember Mark Lang? The name rings no bells whatsoever.)

At least they're definite about plans for the following day--"continental breakfast and individual class gatherings, followed by a general assembly [this fails to warm the cockles of my heart, and I doubt there will be simultaneous translations] at 11 a.m. and a buffet luncheon." There will be tables specifically for members of my class, so we can sit together.

I'm not doing all of this--not right after being away from cattitude during Wiscon. I'm debating whether to do part of it: either the loosely structured stuff in Central Park, or the stuff on Sunday at the high school. A "bar/restaurant event" with a large crowd of people, few if any of whom I've seen in 25 years, doesn't strike me as a good time. (As best as I can recall, I've seen one person from my class in the past couple of decades. Others from my high school, even if I don't count my mother and brother, but not my class.)

I wonder if looking through the yearbook tomorrow would help me get a handle on whether I want to do this. If I can't think of a reason beyond "you may regret not having done it, if you don't," I won't.

[1] Since I don't want to bring all of my partners, and doubt that any of them would particularly want to attend this, it probably doesn't matter whether their definition of family-friendly is congruent to mine.