Lots of snow

Yes, 19 inches (48 cm) is a lot of snow for one storm. But I can't remember the city suspending all bus service, for anything. Closed schools and no trash collection because all the garbage trucks are busy plowing the streets, yes.

Along with this, my office has a delayed opening at noon, with the strong suggestion to work from home if possible instead. Thumb drives mean I can easily tuck my current project in a pants pocket, so it's definitely possible.

A bit later, I need to call my trainer and see whether we can reschedule for tomorrow or even Saturday, rather than me schlepping downtown just for that. Or, alternatively, ask her, if I do make it downtown, will she be available as scheduled? (This depends on how I'm feeling in a bit; the air is close to freezing, and I can grab a larger daypack, carry my gym shoes, and wear boots. Though these aren't boots for deep snow; they're good against cold and slush, and a few inches of snow at a time.

cattitude, who has much higher boots, has gone in, so it's just me and julian_tiger here. The little cafe downstairs is open, and has baked, so I will be having a blueberry muffin for second breakfast. (I expected they'd be open, because the owner lives in this building, but I was less confident of the baking.)

gym, knees, and a rash

By early afternoon, most local transit was running again (after the latest large snowstorm), and I decided to keep my appointment with Emilie at the gym. The trip was a little annoying, because of slush at intersections, but not bad otherwise; the air temperature was around freezing, and the trains were running well. The gym was (no surprise) less crowded than it has been lately, though far from empty.

I did a bunch of cardio, and then a reasonably good session with Emilie. In the course of conversation, she said that she had been unsurprised when I told her that after months of slow progress and some reversals, my knees had suddenly gotten a lot better: this is something she's seen before and expected, but she didn't predict it because she had no idea of how long it would take, and didn't want to set me up for disappointment. Nonetheless, this took long enough that I had been starting to think that while we were doing nice things for my balance and posture, it might not fix the knees, and that I might be looking at a relatively small but lasting disability. I am still being cautious: I took some elevators and a ramp at different subways stations. But I also used the stairs down on my way into two different stations today, both because I wanted to get indoors and out of the slush sooner.

( gym numbers )

( Also, I have an odd rash )