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Nacho mammas, too much tequila, crunchy coffee morning in Mt. Vernon. Almost too warm by a radiator in front of a window so drafty the wind moves the curtains. Gf working the library specs in her skinny black sweater. Coffee layered on my tiny hangover, belly only obvious if I take off my coat. I really do like my b'more life. Reminds me I need a dream ticket.
All else I'd write about would be my lifting - which is fascinating to me. I'm still doing it. I'm getting still stronger. My learning curve was more important than my effort - I'm self-diagnosing much better, and "trying less" is getting better results. I was right about my grip, and it's getting stronger fast. Woot.
Work is generating some interesting stories again, but I may have to work a LOT. My long post, or very-important-to-me post is still bubbling, simmering. It's not that deep, just the observation about work and when it is easier to work hard than not to and how adult a lesson that is. Nyah.
All else I'd write about would be my lifting - which is fascinating to me. I'm still doing it. I'm getting still stronger. My learning curve was more important than my effort - I'm self-diagnosing much better, and "trying less" is getting better results. I was right about my grip, and it's getting stronger fast. Woot.
Work is generating some interesting stories again, but I may have to work a LOT. My long post, or very-important-to-me post is still bubbling, simmering. It's not that deep, just the observation about work and when it is easier to work hard than not to and how adult a lesson that is. Nyah.
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Beautiful entry.