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clevermanka) wrote2008-07-11 10:00 am
clevermanka) wrote2008-07-11 10:00 am
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I need a massage. And a vacation. And a drink.
Wow. OK, so that was...crazy-making. The Conference isn't over until Sunday afternoon, but I think at this point most of the fires have been put out. I hope.
It makes me unhappy when people blame others (i.e. = ME) for their own inattentiveness (or irresponsibility). Lots of people didn't read the information I sent and I guess there was much angst and drama at 1:00 a.m. on Thursday morning. I admit fault for not making the subject line of their email be "READ THIS WHOLE EMAIL IF YOU ARE STAYING IN THE DORM." I do not, however, accept responsibility for people not reading their emails.
I will be very glad when the Campbell Conference is back to just being the Campbell Conference. No joint sessions with the Heinlein Society, no co-conferencing with SFRA, no confusion as to who is supposed to participate in what sessions, and no more multi-location events. It's been wonderful to work with the people actually organizing the events, but several of the participants seem to be The Worst Sort of Academic--and those of you with experience in academe know exactly what I mean.
My hip gave out again yesterday. Last time I almost fell, but was able to catch myself with the other leg and hobble to the house. This time, I would have fallen if I hadn't been near a piece of furniture to grab for support. It hurt so bad I was almost crying. Boo. I'm definitely going to mention it to the chiropractor next visit. This isn't acceptable.
Interesting to note: I took a major dose of ibuprofen immediately, after it gave out yesterday and it was fine after just a few hours. It's only mildly stiff today. Good to know! I might have to start carrying a little packet of anti-inflammatory medication with me in my purse. I'll have to figure a way to make myself a little shred-proof envelope with five pills in it. I don't want to carry around a bottle.
I'm finishing up week two of the goals I set for myself July 1. The diet changes are going fine. I have occasional cravings for pizza, but that's really it. I can easily turn down bread, chips, cookies, whatever. The only reason I miss soda is because it mixes well with booze.
I had a beer (Guinness) last night with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amjhawk and _starlady_. It was more bitter and less full-of-taste than it used to be (to my taste buds--I'm sure the beer itself hasn't changed). I'm not sure it was worth it, really. Next time I might try a Snakebite to see if the cider helps liven things up. Because the Guinness itself was just sort of blah. Sadness!!!!
Anyway, back to topic: The diet changes are going fine, but the exercise goals not so much.
I don't want to believe that I don't have a strong body. I don't like admitting that the 38-year-old me isn't capable of some physical activities that the 26-year-old me could do. I talked about this with my mom recently and she reminded me of something I forget most of the time--that I was a sickly kid, and frail (despite being fat). It was only during a short time of my life (1995-1998) that I was what you could call moderately active (as far as exercise goes). Sigh. So I'm unsure how to proceed. Do I lower my expectations for myself? Change the activity somehow? I don't know.
It makes me unhappy when people blame others (i.e. = ME) for their own inattentiveness (or irresponsibility). Lots of people didn't read the information I sent and I guess there was much angst and drama at 1:00 a.m. on Thursday morning. I admit fault for not making the subject line of their email be "READ THIS WHOLE EMAIL IF YOU ARE STAYING IN THE DORM." I do not, however, accept responsibility for people not reading their emails.
I will be very glad when the Campbell Conference is back to just being the Campbell Conference. No joint sessions with the Heinlein Society, no co-conferencing with SFRA, no confusion as to who is supposed to participate in what sessions, and no more multi-location events. It's been wonderful to work with the people actually organizing the events, but several of the participants seem to be The Worst Sort of Academic--and those of you with experience in academe know exactly what I mean.
My hip gave out again yesterday. Last time I almost fell, but was able to catch myself with the other leg and hobble to the house. This time, I would have fallen if I hadn't been near a piece of furniture to grab for support. It hurt so bad I was almost crying. Boo. I'm definitely going to mention it to the chiropractor next visit. This isn't acceptable.
Interesting to note: I took a major dose of ibuprofen immediately, after it gave out yesterday and it was fine after just a few hours. It's only mildly stiff today. Good to know! I might have to start carrying a little packet of anti-inflammatory medication with me in my purse. I'll have to figure a way to make myself a little shred-proof envelope with five pills in it. I don't want to carry around a bottle.
I'm finishing up week two of the goals I set for myself July 1. The diet changes are going fine. I have occasional cravings for pizza, but that's really it. I can easily turn down bread, chips, cookies, whatever. The only reason I miss soda is because it mixes well with booze.
I had a beer (Guinness) last night with
amjhawk and _starlady_. It was more bitter and less full-of-taste than it used to be (to my taste buds--I'm sure the beer itself hasn't changed). I'm not sure it was worth it, really. Next time I might try a Snakebite to see if the cider helps liven things up. Because the Guinness itself was just sort of blah. Sadness!!!!Anyway, back to topic: The diet changes are going fine, but the exercise goals not so much.
I don't want to believe that I don't have a strong body. I don't like admitting that the 38-year-old me isn't capable of some physical activities that the 26-year-old me could do. I talked about this with my mom recently and she reminded me of something I forget most of the time--that I was a sickly kid, and frail (despite being fat). It was only during a short time of my life (1995-1998) that I was what you could call moderately active (as far as exercise goes). Sigh. So I'm unsure how to proceed. Do I lower my expectations for myself? Change the activity somehow? I don't know.