march 15

march 15, originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

I think I am onto something here, but I reeeally need to clean off my bench before I try again - there is a lot of fluff and schmutz stuck to the fusible that sticks between the threads.

Thursday used to be a rest day until we had to reschedule family circus onto it. So Hen beat us through some warm-ups that had me panting face down in the mats, and then I experimented to see how much trapeze I still had and the short answer is fuck-all, while the longer answer is that I've skewed my strength to weight ratio in the WRONG direction and can hardly accomplish anything, plus I do not trust my arms to hold me any more. So that was humbling and frustrating. I managed to not weep, but I wanted to. I have to do something about my weight. What I've been doing is inadequate, and it is time to modify my behaviour and eating habits again. Which I hate, but I hate being like this more.

So.