I FINALLY made it back to the gym today! I was sore for SIX DAYS, or at least too sore for it to be safe to go back in there. That, my friend, is a record ( Read more... )

Saturday morning. It's nor even 10:00 yet! I didn't go out at all last night. The girl I was supposed to meet up with started moving the goalposts around at 3:00 yesterday. Reason given? A female friend she tried repeatedly to get together with finally came calling, so she wanted to do that in order to cement her first friendship since moving ( Read more... )

Soreness continues unabated. Worse, actually, though hopefully the very worst of it is already here. I made a slight ass of myself in the stairwell at work today, where there was a small, coincidental traffic jam. I asked everyone to go ahead of me, and with raised eyebrows they did. Then I followed right behind, gripping the handrail with both ( Read more... )

Well, here I am. It's only Tuesday. I have to admit, though I did sleep most wonderfully last night, all day I've been becoming increasingly sore. It's not an uncommon thing for someone who hasn't been to the gym in maybe a year, but woo boy it's pretty bad. I trust that tomorrow will be the worst - soreness like this tends to peak on the ( Read more... )

Wonder of wonders, she called me back ( Read more... )

Last night was something else ( Read more... )

At least the answer came fast. I emailed her like I said I would and she didn't email back. I called her the next day with my heart in my throat - thump, thump, thump - knowing that each ring was another blow from a hammer driving a nail down, down, down. I left a message, Captain Upbeat, using the possibility that I wrote her email down wrong ( Read more... )

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Some days are bluer than other days. Today, for some odd reason, feels like a blue day ( Read more... )

So it's been two weeks here in Indianapolis. I've been wondering what conclusions to draw. I'm not sure now is the time for conclusions - now is the time for beginnings, I guess, for finding the right questions, sifting through the noise to find the sound of things, to find their place ( Read more... )