semi-random flotsam
Why, yes, I do like many of the poems of Robert Frost. How did you guess?*
So while S and some of our friends ran a virtual 5K while we’ve been in solitary confinement quarantine, I wondered how “far” I’ve gone with all my daily runs. Continue reading “And miles to go…”
Usually I get my workout in the morning, but as broken as my neck has been, I didn’t sleep well. Continue reading “Off schedule”
Going on 4 weeks without reinstalling my word games. Going on 4 weeks without crushing the spirit of other players in the weekly tournament.
I don’t think of myself as competitive, but then I’d play Wordscapes – only on the weekend, other than the daily puzzle. Continue reading “I still got no game”
So, most mornings I spend a little waking-up time doing puzzles.
Puzzle games, that is. Mostly word puzzles. Continue reading “Broken habits”
You’ve got to love a short week. This week, Monday was cancelled due to lack of interest. (And Labor Day, of course.)
But it does mean that the week has a surreal vibe. Continue reading “On balance: short week, but long days”
And hot strength training.
And hot aerobics. Continue reading “Hot yoga”
Last weekend I saw my oldest friend.
Which calls for me to clarify that I am referring to how long I’ve known her not how old she is.
Which then calls for me to clarify that she’s my oldest friend who is not also a member of my family, because, … well obviously Sis. Continue reading “Blame it on the stromboli”
