Four things today: mail; health; work schedule; workout

Today's mail brought a delightful get-well message from Wiscon, on two separate postcards, the first extremely tightly packed. I was able to make out most of the signatures, and almost all of the text (a Rachel K. left some ideographs above her note), and I'm not sure if the little drawing in place of a signature was porcinea. Not being sure which of the Kates I know and who go to Wiscon signed the card is no problem at all; I will think fondly of you both.

I'm at the stage of recovering from surgery where I'm feeling just fine first thing in the morning; wanting, and taking, aspirin when I get to work [after 40 minutes or so of sitting on the subway; were it not rush hour, I'd stand, but those trains are too crowded for that to be comfortable]; taking more in early afternoon; and by 4:00 being glad I tossed the prescription painkillers into my daypack. A coworker suggested I deal with sleepiness by going for a walk around the block, late this afternoon; I went for a walk, not sure if it would address that problem, but figuring my abs would be glad of it. This is on a day when I wore the cotton jumper, so had nothing at all constricting at my waist.

Apparently getting in around 9:15 or even close to 9:30 will do with the summer hours, if I make up for it by some combination of staying past six; shortening my lunch break; or leaving a little later on Friday. (I.e., 1:30 or 2 instead of 1.) Also, I'm told it's reasonable to take a short lunch break on Friday around noon, rather than wait until 1, since otherwise we would put in one more hour a week than on the regular schedule. (So, I can bring a sandwich, or duck out for something handy to the office, but it would feel off to take a full hour's lunch unless I was planning to work past 1.)

Not as thorough a workout as last time; I had less energy, and am not pushing myself hard at this stage.
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Four things today: mail; health; work schedule; workout

Today's mail brought a delightful get-well message from Wiscon, on two separate postcards, the first extremely tightly packed. I was able to make out most of the signatures, and almost all of the text (a Rachel K. left some ideographs above her note), and I'm not sure if the little drawing in place of a signature was porcinea. Not being sure which of the Kates I know and who go to Wiscon signed the card is no problem at all; I will think fondly of you both.

I'm at the stage of recovering from surgery where I'm feeling just fine first thing in the morning; wanting, and taking, aspirin when I get to work [after 40 minutes or so of sitting on the subway; were it not rush hour, I'd stand, but those trains are too crowded for that to be comfortable]; taking more in early afternoon; and by 4:00 being glad I tossed the prescription painkillers into my daypack. A coworker suggested I deal with sleepiness by going for a walk around the block, late this afternoon; I went for a walk, not sure if it would address that problem, but figuring my abs would be glad of it. This is on a day when I wore the cotton jumper, so had nothing at all constricting at my waist.

Apparently getting in around 9:15 or even close to 9:30 will do with the summer hours, if I make up for it by some combination of staying past six; shortening my lunch break; or leaving a little later on Friday. (I.e., 1:30 or 2 instead of 1.) Also, I'm told it's reasonable to take a short lunch break on Friday around noon, rather than wait until 1, since otherwise we would put in one more hour a week than on the regular schedule. (So, I can bring a sandwich, or duck out for something handy to the office, but it would feel off to take a full hour's lunch unless I was planning to work past 1.)

Not as thorough a workout as last time; I had less energy, and am not pushing myself hard at this stage.
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