While imbibing our morning stimulants (coffee, coffee with milk, milk, prune juice), family discussion turned to getting teased at school. Zoe’s buddies Josie and Iliana have a few months on her—and they’ll be four before she gets there—and they’ve been reminding her about it. At mention of the teasing, Zoe’s little face crumpled. She buried… Continue reading Learning from Zoe
Category: Personal Status
Suddenly happy
Last Friday I rushed out a response to a Request for Qualifications, hitting the “send” button four minutes before the 5 pm deadline. At the time, it seemed like another chore to get done before starting the weekend. I was feeling deskbound and work-weary, and I was already ginning myself up for my Saturday ride.… Continue reading Suddenly happy
Strange Ride
In the last couple of weeks, I’ve ridden the single-speed to work a few times, and around town on errands. I can now put Zoe in a rear-rack-mounted seat on the old hybrid—much to her delight—and make it at least as far as the preschool. However, today, almost 8 weeks after the crash, was the… Continue reading Strange Ride
Neighborhood Stroll
A few blocks of walking late last night has left my left calf and MCL singing. Most surprisingly, it also made me tired, the way an hour’s run or a 3-hour bike ride used to, before the February 9 crash. I don’t know how hard to push myself. Each time, I’ll have to guess whether… Continue reading Neighborhood Stroll
Hobble and Dither
A month after the February 9 crash, I’m still hobbled by two sprained ankles, two sprained knees, and a torn calf muscle. And I can’t seem to focus for very long, or for very much of the day, on work or on anything else. I’m stuck between two conflicting desires: One, to relax into the… Continue reading Hobble and Dither
Inventory
In the first days after the accident, I felt bruised; I could still limp around. I spent much of the weekend with Zoe, and took her to a playground on Saturday. I went to the office in the mornings, and even went back in the late evenings to fulfill some overdue promises. I gave a… Continue reading Inventory
Home for Lunch
My new lunchtime habit is to hop on my bike and ride the 8 blocks or so home. There, I can do a little yoga, wash up the breakfast dishes, and still make it back to the office in an hour or so. Or maybe a little more. And OK, I’ve done it twice, but… Continue reading Home for Lunch
Rosy Outlook for 2012
2011 was a hella good year, when I stop to think about it. I did a lot of things right and a few things wrong, and by that accounting I’m happy to be in the black. Most of the wrong things had to do with not taking care of myself physically. I didn’t do enough… Continue reading Rosy Outlook for 2012