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Last night, I arranged to meet L (WINOLJ) after my workout, for lunch and to accompany me to Astor Place Barber Shop while I investigated hair coloring.
I had a good workout, then went down to the Village. I got to Paul's Burgers well before she did, but after a while we were both quite well fed, because the servings there are always generous.
The hair place has given up their street-level space (there's a chain ice cream shop in their now) but is bustling down at basement level. I spent some time trying to get information about what would be involved in streaking my hair purple; despite the language barrier, I determined that yes, bleach would be necessary, but that they didn't think it would do much damage. One of the hairdressers advised me to get relatively small streaks, because I have fine hair. I did that, but wound up (from a different hairdresser, a woman named Elma) with, I think, more purple bits than the first woman had had in mind.
Bits of the process were uncomfortable: having the bits of hair that were to be dyed pulled (with something that resembled a crochet hook, I think) through a plastic cap, and some fumes from the bleach. Mostly, it was just somewhat time-consuming. Most of the time, I spent chatting with L about cats and other deep and meaningful subjects. Once the bleaching was done, the hairdresser took me to a different area, washed the bleach out, and then applied the purple. I sat there for a bit, not doing much. Near the end of the dyeing, another woman came over and tugged bits of the hair further out--I went "ouch!" and she explained that she needed to make sure that the roots got colored. Then Elma added more purple. Someone came over and said "Que linda color!" I uttered an automatic "Gracias" and Elma, sounding surprised, asked "You speak Spanish?" I admitted to a little— had I been fluent, the whole thing would have been simpler. Despite those last-minute tugs, the dye in the front very visibly doesn't go all the way to the roots, which is disappointing.
Another wash, and back to Elma's station, where L was disappointed that she'd missed the actual application of the dye. Elma blow-dryed my hair, brushed it out, and attempted for about the fifth time to get me to have her cut it. I declined, because I wasn't sure I had enough Spanish, or she enough English, for me to get across that I want only the absolute minimum trimmed off the bottom.
From there, L and I wandered to and through Washington Square Park, which is greening very nicely. We poked our heads into a new tea shop called Tea Spot, at Third and MacDougal, but I concluded it was noisier than I wanted to deal with, so we had our tea at La Lanterna. Eventually, we headed for our respective homes, via Porto Rico (for coffee beans). On the A train, there was a woman who was loud, somewhat randomly aggressive, and I suspect mentally ill—but rather than shouting anything rude or threatening toward me, she just remarked two or three times "She has purple hair!" There are worse things than being conspicuously but non-threateningly weird.
On my way to the drugstore, I passed![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rosefox, who called "Looks good, Vicki" as she and sinboy walked north on Broadway.
I want a new purple-hair userpic, but the purple/gym one will do for this entry.
Gym numbers:
Cardio, 23 minutes, top heart rate 153
Vertical chest press, 70 pounds, 12, 8
Calf machine, 75 pounds, 12, 12, 11
Leg press, 300 pounds, 3 sets of 12. I caught myself thinking "For best results, avoid doing stupid things" during this, as I kept going despite some left knee pain and feeling the weight of the machine on my right shoulder more than usual. Ah, well.
Lateral raise on balance dome, 5 pounds each hand, 2 sets of 15
Balance row (standing), 25 kg (55 pounds), 2 sets of 15
Balance exercise of standing on one leg, the other slightly behind, 60 seconds right, 40 seconds left. Stopped because my left leg felt tired and strained. It might be best not to do this after serious weight machine work with the legs.
Crunches, 2 sets of 30
Yoga tree, 4 sets of {3 on each side}
Tricep curls, 45 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Wrist curls, 35 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Hip adduction, 110 pounds, 13, 10
Hip abduction, 80 pounds, 2 sets of 13
Bicep curls, 25-pound bar, 3 sets of 25
Stretches
I had a good workout, then went down to the Village. I got to Paul's Burgers well before she did, but after a while we were both quite well fed, because the servings there are always generous.
The hair place has given up their street-level space (there's a chain ice cream shop in their now) but is bustling down at basement level. I spent some time trying to get information about what would be involved in streaking my hair purple; despite the language barrier, I determined that yes, bleach would be necessary, but that they didn't think it would do much damage. One of the hairdressers advised me to get relatively small streaks, because I have fine hair. I did that, but wound up (from a different hairdresser, a woman named Elma) with, I think, more purple bits than the first woman had had in mind.
Bits of the process were uncomfortable: having the bits of hair that were to be dyed pulled (with something that resembled a crochet hook, I think) through a plastic cap, and some fumes from the bleach. Mostly, it was just somewhat time-consuming. Most of the time, I spent chatting with L about cats and other deep and meaningful subjects. Once the bleaching was done, the hairdresser took me to a different area, washed the bleach out, and then applied the purple. I sat there for a bit, not doing much. Near the end of the dyeing, another woman came over and tugged bits of the hair further out--I went "ouch!" and she explained that she needed to make sure that the roots got colored. Then Elma added more purple. Someone came over and said "Que linda color!" I uttered an automatic "Gracias" and Elma, sounding surprised, asked "You speak Spanish?" I admitted to a little— had I been fluent, the whole thing would have been simpler. Despite those last-minute tugs, the dye in the front very visibly doesn't go all the way to the roots, which is disappointing.
Another wash, and back to Elma's station, where L was disappointed that she'd missed the actual application of the dye. Elma blow-dryed my hair, brushed it out, and attempted for about the fifth time to get me to have her cut it. I declined, because I wasn't sure I had enough Spanish, or she enough English, for me to get across that I want only the absolute minimum trimmed off the bottom.
From there, L and I wandered to and through Washington Square Park, which is greening very nicely. We poked our heads into a new tea shop called Tea Spot, at Third and MacDougal, but I concluded it was noisier than I wanted to deal with, so we had our tea at La Lanterna. Eventually, we headed for our respective homes, via Porto Rico (for coffee beans). On the A train, there was a woman who was loud, somewhat randomly aggressive, and I suspect mentally ill—but rather than shouting anything rude or threatening toward me, she just remarked two or three times "She has purple hair!" There are worse things than being conspicuously but non-threateningly weird.
On my way to the drugstore, I passed
rosefox, who called "Looks good, Vicki" as she and sinboy walked north on Broadway.I want a new purple-hair userpic, but the purple/gym one will do for this entry.
Gym numbers:
Cardio, 23 minutes, top heart rate 153
Vertical chest press, 70 pounds, 12, 8
Calf machine, 75 pounds, 12, 12, 11
Leg press, 300 pounds, 3 sets of 12. I caught myself thinking "For best results, avoid doing stupid things" during this, as I kept going despite some left knee pain and feeling the weight of the machine on my right shoulder more than usual. Ah, well.
Lateral raise on balance dome, 5 pounds each hand, 2 sets of 15
Balance row (standing), 25 kg (55 pounds), 2 sets of 15
Balance exercise of standing on one leg, the other slightly behind, 60 seconds right, 40 seconds left. Stopped because my left leg felt tired and strained. It might be best not to do this after serious weight machine work with the legs.
Crunches, 2 sets of 30
Yoga tree, 4 sets of {3 on each side}
Tricep curls, 45 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Wrist curls, 35 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Hip adduction, 110 pounds, 13, 10
Hip abduction, 80 pounds, 2 sets of 13
Bicep curls, 25-pound bar, 3 sets of 25
Stretches
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There was an Interested, Excited moment when I spoke a little of my tiny amount of Korean right at the end. Not nervous, but pleased. It made me wish I had enough Korean to do anything like a decent conversation....
Ah, well. Time.
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I'm going to go buy a spray can of cheap purple dye and use that, but I need to coordinate timing with