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it wasn’t pretty but I did it

That would be the Bloody Long Walk. I wasn’t well and probably should have called it quits before I even started. But, as I often say, that’s why we have pharmaceuticals. Right? That’s YoungB holding me up at the finish line, though you’d swear he was simply giving me a congratulatory hug. Five minutes later I missed the edge of a chair and fell over. I could only laugh hysterically. I couldn’t get up, though I eventually managed it with YoungB’s assistance.That was about when Dr B decided we needed to go home. There was no argument at all from me, so that’s what we did. I went straight to bed the minute we got in the door 🙂

That stripey, cooling neck bandanna that’s half-on and half-off? I didn’t need it. But I made it specially the day before, just in case. I even half-charged it at one of the checkpoints, when it looked as if there might be some warmth in the sunshine. There wasn’t, or not much.

If you’ve recently managed a 35-Km walk or extreme activity of any sort – knitting, sewing, something physically challenging – well done. I’m going back to bed 🙂

 
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Posted by on August 22, 2016 in Health, Sewing

 

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the backward glance

Made it to the end, just like the year.

Made it to the end, just like the year.

Here it is, New Year’s Eve again. If you celebrate Christmas, I hope yours was happy. If you go all out for the New Year’s party, may it be wonderful and you not have too sore a head tomorrow.

2015 has been a messy year and not one I’d consider particularly productive. Having said that, my Ravelry page reminds me that I knitted fingerless mitts and crocheted (mostly Moebius) cowls, some begun long ago but all finished this year. There were 13 in total. I also failed to complete mitts that I began around the time we were moving offices, although I might well complete those in 2016, and another pair where I ran out of yarn and couldn’t find anything matching. That will require fancier footwork than I had time for when I was making them, but they have not been frogged.

With regard to sewing, apart from rescuing various bits of this and that – YoungB’s jeans, mostly – I made four cooling neck bandannas for the Bloody Long Walk. I also produced 270 metres of bunting for Eldest Niece’s wedding and some lavender bags for a raffle prize, as well as some pockets for YoungB’s motorcycling armour (additional protection for a couple of long road trips). Perhaps I didn’t need to do a lot else.

My other mighty commitment and achievement for the year was training for and completing the Bloody Long Walk, with splendid support from workmates, everyone in the family and my HiTec boots. Even though I said I wouldn’t do the BLW again, Youngest Aunt and I agreed only the other day that we need to start training soon 🙂

YoungB returned from Italy and has managed to reach the end of his academic year with reasonable results. I think that’s as much as we could have expected from him, considering how much he struggled to regain momentum and motivation.

Also, Eldest Niece is now a married lady and her wedding to Mr Eldest Niece was one of the happiest such occasions I have ever attended. The bunting looked good, too 🙂

Christmas? Yes, it happened. I managed to get our Advent Calendar hanging a few days before it was required and the tree up before Christmas Day. Winner! We spent time with family and friends and if things were more chaotic than usual because of unexpected equipment failures – vacuum cleaner, gearbox in family car – and some equally unexpected medical issues, then it didn’t detract from our enjoyment of the occasion.

I’ve managed to read a few books – too few; but I generally don’t have a lot of opportunity to read except on public transport and, although I’m on that for hours of every working day, I’m sometimes too tired to make the effort – and feel particularly chuffed to have finished the latest title in the Inspector Ricciardi series by Maurizio De Giovanni, one that YoungB brought back from Italy for me.

I’ve successfully reached the halfway point in an online family history unit I’m undertaking through the University of Tasmania. In real terms, my genealogical research is often shelved for months at a stretch because life happens and it’s not the most important thing. In this instance, I’ve renewed subscriptions to this, that and the next genealogical website and/or organisation and started delving into written records because there’s nobody left to ask. Like most of us, I don’t have to look far to find mysteries. I’m toying with which mystery to investigate further for the long, final assignment.

And in something utterly unrelated to anything, we’ve wound up the year splendidly with a trip to the Mount Lofty Botanic Gardens to see a rare event: the flowering of an Amorphophallus Titanum, also known as Titan Arum or corpse flower. The day was stinking, even if the flower wasn’t (at least when we were there). There were koalas watching us from some nearby tall gums. It was a fitting finale for 2015.

 

 

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no knitting but lots of walking

Just a few of the stairs in store for us

Just a few of the stairs in store for us

Beyond all that greenery, you can see some steps, I think. Youngest Aunt and I managed to scamper up and down – well, that was more Youngest Aunt, the scampering part; but I went up and down them, however badly – quite a lot of stairs last Saturday, clocking up 19.95 Km, according to my tracking device. We’d been aiming to do 20 Km, so that wasn’t bad. Had Youngest Uncle met us just a few metres farther along the road, we’d have romped it in. Well, we’d have made it. By that time of the day, very late afternoon, there wasn’t a lot of romping.

However, I have managed to do something a bit craft related: last night, I bought some wetting beads to use when I make the cooling neck collars. Also, the fabrics for the wedding decorations are exercising my calculating abilities. I cannot reconcile the differences in area in any meaningful way! My suspicion is that I might have to get some more of one to balance the other. Headache-inducing, but in the nicest way.

May all your crafty problems be equally enjoyable 🙂

 
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Posted by on September 1, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

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it’s not exactly knitting those mitts but it’s doing something

Local wetlands park, one of the delightful nearby lots of paths for off-road walking

Local wetlands park, one of the delightful nearby lots of paths for off-road walking

This reserve is sort of down the bottom of our road, and it’s where Dr B and I did some of our training walk yesterday. I say “bottom” advisedly, since coming home is an uphill business and sufficiently wearing that, once home, I climbed into my compression gear and went straight to bed. For three hours.

Is my knitting progressing? Well, of course it’s not. My boss’s birthday is this week and I sort of half-promised him some fingerless mitts in his footy team’s colours. I found suitable yarn at my LYS and have cast on for the first mitt. But that’s truly as far as I’ve gone because the main colour is black and I cannot see to knit black at night, no matter how strong a lamp I use. Could I have done some today before the light faded? Perhaps; but realistically, no.

However, if I do a few hours a day and bits here and there, they’ll probably be ready by Thursday. Whaddaya reckon my chances are? Fnigres corsesd!

 
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Posted by on June 21, 2015 in Health, Knitting

 

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at our house on a Saturday morning

Kick start your day with a beverage!

Kick start your day with a beverage!

The chaos started later than usual today, with our alarms set for an hour later than usual. The boys cycled off at close to their appointed hour (later than they should have, but with time to get to the regatta course by 7.00). I finished my breakfast, put a load of laundry on, knitted a few rows of the mitts I’m making (because I was down that end of the house and it seemed like too good an opportunity to miss), closed all the windows and locked the doors then headed out for a walk. After an exceedingly hot week, today we’re experiencing cool[er] weather, so that I was an hour later than usual wasn’t an issue. The lack of energy certainly was.

We live in an area that epitomises 1970s urban design: what you might call closed-loop neighbourhoods, where there are lots of roads but only a couple that provide exits to arterial roads. There are many downsides to such design but one of the upsides is that there are lots of footpaths – both the “sidewalk” variety and those that link streets and simply provide pedestrian access from the housing areas to public transport or shops and schools – and if you’re clever about how you use them, you can walk a long way without going too far from home.

I set out to walk what I call my round-the-block walk (it’s about 4 Km), which is really more like a truncated halfway round. The full halfway round is a shade under 6 Km (yes, I do that, too) and the full round-the-block loop would probably be 12 Km in a car but somewhat less on foot (the paths don’t necessarily hug the roads tightly and they avoid the busier intersections). You can do all sorts of loops within the loops to make as long a walk as you want. Today I was looking for a way to shorten mine because, by about the halfway mark, I was ready to be home in bed! There’s no way to make it a very short walk when you’re quite that far around and there’s always that little voice saying, “Don’t be a wimp.”

In the interests of trying to stay healthy and keep fit and shed a few kilos and all of those other reasons why I walk – I actually like walking! – I didn’t take the absolutely shortest route home but I reduced the overall distance by 400 metres (nearly a lap of the oval, if you think about it in those terms). It was perhaps the slowest walk I’ve done in a very long while but I have at least been for a walk. I don’t presently feel as if I’ve benefited from it, but I must have. That’s just logical. (When I get over feeling so groggy, I’m sure I’ll sound more convincing about that!)

Dr B is home again from the regatta course, having cycled there and back. Therefore he, of course, has burned off thousands of kilojoules and his halo is blinding me – that’s not new; it usually is! – and YoungB will have burned off even more thousands by the time he gets home – because, in addition to cycling there and rowing however many laps of the course today’s training involves, he’ll have done a group cycle with the club before cycling home again – but do you know what? I don’t care. It’s Saturday and that means it’s the weekend and we don’t have to be dreadfully energetic, do we? So, apart from hanging out the first load of laundry, dealing with a second and hanging that out as well then making another pot of coffee, I’ve sat about and done not a lot. And that’s pretty much my plan for the rest of the day, with a spot of knitting thrown in when I’m down in the sewing room, I suspect. Every little bit here and there adds up in the end and the mitts are coming along surprisingly well. You could say the same about exercise, I suppose: it all helps, even the little bits.

What about you? Have you kick-started your weekend with coffee (or tea, if that’s your preferred brew) and some exercise? If exercise has featured, well done. But don’t forget to do some knitting or sewing, will you, to balance the halo shininess?

 
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Posted by on January 18, 2014 in Cycling, Health, Knitting, Musing, Rowing

 

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not in the zone

Oftentimes, when YoungB rows 16 or 20 or so Km at training, Dr B cycles (usually about 50 Km but sometimes a little less) and I walk. Depending on my energy levels, I can manage anything from about 8 Km to 12 Km (generally not more because of time constraints; and sometimes it’s as short as 4 Km if we’re really tight for time). Today I just couldn’t get things working. I was tired. I was feeling off colour (possibly from having eaten too close to going out) and generally I struggled to hit my stride and rhythm.

I managed to walk 10 Km in the time it took me on Monday to walk 12 Km (wearing my backpack today but not on Monday; so I like to think today’s walk was better in terms of resistance training). It’s still a respectable sort of distance, I know, but it seemed like very hard work. Dr B is quite convinced that I don’t work hard enough, no mater how far or how fast I walk. Therefore, in order to keep an eye on how hard I’m really working (or, as he believes, not working), he’s fixed up an old heart rate monitor for which we now need to find the operating manual. Groan. Just another piece of technology for me to have trouble with!

 
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Posted by on January 10, 2014 in Cycling, Health, Rowing

 

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nothing to do with sewing or knitting

It is peripherally related to craftwork of any sort (that I do) because I’m flummoxed again by the need to exercise in order to maintain the rear spread at manageable proportions. I often stand to knit or hand-sew when I’m at home, not because it’s better for me because it burns up more calories – although I’m told that is so – but because it’s sometimes more convenient or I’m able to get closer to a good light source so I can see what I’m doing. However, most of my work – certainly my paid employment and much that I do unpaid at home, such as sewing bandannas and things of that nature – requires me to be seated. Back in the days when I was first a uni student I used to say that education was broadening to the backside as much as to the mind. Nothing changes, except that you could substitute “life” for “education” in there and you’d have the correct answer.

Pillows A La Mode suggested that somewhere such as Curves might be useful, and I absolutely agree with her that group environments tend to be more supportive and a fun way to get moving. I don’t have a Curves gym close to my home although I’m not short of gyms (there’s one literally across the road). I’m also not short of gym equipment, because Dr B and Boy came home with quite a bit of that some years ago and they bring more bits on an ongoing basis as their needs and interests change. Cycling, did I hear you say? Yes, but not on roads. On the kinetic trainer I do cycle and that’s safe enough that I don’t fall off. I’m also pleased that it’s possible to multitask while cycling there: you can read a book while you work out!

I walk a lot. I’ve always walked a lot. For a while, though, I was somewhat limited by an ongoing problem with injuring my feet. Almost a year ago I fell off a stepladder and whacked my foot. Dang. One toenail requiring six months to replace. I was sort of over that and I did something similar to the other foot. Dang again. That toenail is coming along nicely if still looking terribly black. It doesn’t hurt. Fairly recently, I gave the original toe another wallop in a workplace incident. I wasn’t crippled but it was difficult for me to walk far or fast without significant pain. Cycling on the trainer is a good alternative (if somewhat boring; but that’s beside the point). And, just for good measure, I then gave that toe another thoroughly nasty whack that drew blood and a few unsewist-like words of wrath, not to mention causing more than just a bit of extra pain. It jolly well hurt and so did walking.

I’ve recovered somewhat, of course, and am now able to walk but the saga doesn’t end there. My joggers/trainer/runners – I don’t know; you can choose what your local terminology is for something approaching running shoes – have now decided to throw in the towel, with a split across each sole so that they get hooked up in things and probably don’t provide much support. Swimming anyone? Oh, no, wait, I don’t have any swimming apparel that won’t fall to bits the minute I look at it sideways. Yeah, right. No, I am not up to making my own bathers/swimmers/cossie. Sigh. All right. Looks like it’s back to cycling on the kinetic trainer again. Can anyone recommend a good book that I might read while I’m torturing myself?!

Edited 2/11/12: Sorry, operator error, I think, but no tags!! fixing that forthwith.

 
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Posted by on November 1, 2012 in Cycling

 

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