It’s biological urgency that penetrates my sleep, but I roll over to look at the clock. Squinting without my glasses I can make out that it’s … Seven-thirty something.
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Mission happy
If I’d had regular access to a pool, or a rowing machine, probably that’s how I’d have done the English Channel virtual challenge.
Continue reading “Mission happy”Resume pedaling
In the summer I would use the exercise bike over at my folks’ place. I went over pretty much every other day, until I realized it was completely messing up my knee.
Continue reading “Resume pedaling”Clumsy is as clumsy does
Here in the Northern Hemisphere, it gets pretty dark pretty early, in December.
Continue reading “Clumsy is as clumsy does”A week of Fridays
I started every day last week feeling like, at least it’s Friday.
I was right once, of course.
Continue reading “A week of Fridays”One way in which 2020 is just like any other year
It is late November and I am totally unprepared for there to be a major holiday. Mentally I cannot put my head in that space at all.
In that respect, it could be virtually any year of my adult life.
Continue reading “One way in which 2020 is just like any other year”Uh oh – Ow
After all that raking, I was more aware of my back muscles, but I wasn’t ‘in pain’.
I went to bed that night like I would any other night.
Continue reading “Uh oh – Ow”Missing
Missing the adventure of winging to some far-flung place, seeing new sites, meeting new people.
Missing the casual ease of popping over to visit my folks, the quiet pleasure of inviting them over for a meal, maybe a show watched together…
Continue reading “Missing”Wounded knee
Maybe it was the recumbent bike.
Maybe it’s the way I sit all curled up.
Continue reading “Wounded knee”The tension of waiting
For my marathon medal to stop looping through the eastern seaboard and get delivered to me…
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