Monday, May 11, 2015

Getting My Act Together

Oh well, let's get this show on the road, one may as well begin with a chart, when have I ever not. I've been spending quite a lot of my time rehearsing—in my head, and in action—the flow of my life, post stroke and post derby. More the latter than the former, in all seriousness, I had zero effects from the stroke itself, I really did just bounce back from whatever that was in like thirty minutes. Surgery, though, surgery knocked me on my ass, and then stomach flu knocked me on my ass again (that was mean). But I more feel like I'm recovering from derby, from having given over eight years of my life to derby, and now getting it all back, a little like a Fifties housewife whose husband finally retires and now he's underfoot all the time. It's crazy, people: so. much. time. It's not even as crazy as it could be, what with doctor appointments sucking up quite a lot of the excess. I'm telling you, recovering from this stroke or surgery or whatever is getting me through recovering from derby. I think I'd be a lot more at a loss if this all wasn't happening at the same time. It makes me really get the phrase "a whole new lease on life," and like this time you have an IN-UNIT washer-dryer—not literally, life is good but not that good. But like, I can get home from work and make dinner like a normal person so I don't need cooking practices like I did. I keep thinking that I should replace derby with some other physical or hey social activity, and keep being really, really loth to give up my time to anything right now. Can I just say how busy I got starting back in August, that was bananas, how did I not know how bananas until now, geez no wonder I had a stroke.

Anyway whoomp here it is:

SUN MON TUE WED THU FRI SAT
SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP
HOME
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cooking
PLAY
 
WORK
 
SYSTEMS
bills
WORK
 
PLAY
 
WORK
 
SYSTEMS
appts
PASTIME
 
PLAY
MILF
PLAY
Train
PLAY
 
PLAY
Train
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP

OMG LOOK how much time for cleaning. I'm actually doing it, too. The Sunday before stomach flu, I spent four hours cleaning my bathroom literally from top to bottom, I mean I washed the CEILING. And the floor. And everything in between. And it felt like the most gorgeous, luxurious waste of time, a gorgeous luxurious waste of time where you get a sparkling clean bathroom at the end. All the rooms in the apartment are going to get the Big Clean treatment, I wonder how long it will take for all of that. After it's all done, hopefully I can transition into maintenance mode and do something else besides clean.

Oh and, MILF is, I think, the Mihaljevich Institute of Learning Fitness a.k.a. Box's garage where she teaches kettlebells and other evil strength, I thought I'd actually work out for a whole hour at least once a week, and hey, with ladies I already know that I like. Left to my own devices I'm more of a 5-minute workout gal, more on that and also whole day fitness in a minute. Anyway I've always regarded Box as il miglior fabbro and am happy to put myself in her hands again.

I still have two nights per week working with clients, and that leaves one evening and also two afternoons for desk PLAY—e.g., studying, which I haven't had time to do in forever, writing workouts, and maybe back to writing this blog—and still lots of wiggle room for seeing people. Wiggle!

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