Good morning, Readers!
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Excuse me a moment while I grumble about the weather. I'm not impressed, April. The freezing rain is a bit much. Grumble. Funnily enough, though the wind is blowing fiercely (also, what's up with all the gale force winds, Ottawa? I was literally pushed down the sidewalk), it's not the same cutting wind that nearly froze my cheeks solid Saturday. That's nice.
The ice on the footpath is not nice.
And something about this kind of weather sets my migraines off. I was miserable yesterday. Less miserable today, though the migraine is still hovering behind my eyes.
I managed to get up and go to the gym, though, so that's great. It's also much needed as Tuesday at training killed my thighs so badly I couldn't walk for four days. It was genuinely the worst pain I've been in for a long while, and it worried me a little. Usually I can see some improvement in function by day 3. Day 2 hurts the most, but day 3 usually has drastic improvements. That was not the case, this time. It wasn't until yesterday that I could walk down the stairs with only a twinge, and that was only after I ate food with a butt load of salt in it. And here I thought I was trying to be healthy by cutting down on my salt intake. Turns out, I needed more than I had.
It was so bad that I skipped the rest of training, both my own gym time and training with my kung fu school.
Grumble.
But it's all good now. I can walk without much muscle pain, and I was at the gym this morning. I should be back to normal by tomorrow. That's good.
My week off writing has come to an end. Soldier is in the hands of my second beta reader, and I have another manuscript left to finish. Today I get back to it. I haven't much left to write for this manuscript, and I should be finished in the next few weeks. I say that, but I may not. Fingers crossed, though.
So that's my plan for today. I'm going to write some. I'm aiming for two thousand words, but I'll be happy if I get fifteen hundred. If I manage three thousand, I'm golden.
Two thousand is my goal. Wish me luck!
Ciao!
The ice on the footpath is not nice.
And something about this kind of weather sets my migraines off. I was miserable yesterday. Less miserable today, though the migraine is still hovering behind my eyes.
I managed to get up and go to the gym, though, so that's great. It's also much needed as Tuesday at training killed my thighs so badly I couldn't walk for four days. It was genuinely the worst pain I've been in for a long while, and it worried me a little. Usually I can see some improvement in function by day 3. Day 2 hurts the most, but day 3 usually has drastic improvements. That was not the case, this time. It wasn't until yesterday that I could walk down the stairs with only a twinge, and that was only after I ate food with a butt load of salt in it. And here I thought I was trying to be healthy by cutting down on my salt intake. Turns out, I needed more than I had.
It was so bad that I skipped the rest of training, both my own gym time and training with my kung fu school.
Grumble.
But it's all good now. I can walk without much muscle pain, and I was at the gym this morning. I should be back to normal by tomorrow. That's good.
My week off writing has come to an end. Soldier is in the hands of my second beta reader, and I have another manuscript left to finish. Today I get back to it. I haven't much left to write for this manuscript, and I should be finished in the next few weeks. I say that, but I may not. Fingers crossed, though.
So that's my plan for today. I'm going to write some. I'm aiming for two thousand words, but I'll be happy if I get fifteen hundred. If I manage three thousand, I'm golden.
Two thousand is my goal. Wish me luck!
Ciao!
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