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pshaw_raven) wrote2019-01-07 09:27 am
pshaw_raven) wrote2019-01-07 09:27 am
Yetis Are Adorable
I had a peanut butter and tempeh sandwich for breakfast and it was terrific. This is going into my regular food rotation.
So much to do today. So much whining on my part. But if I really buckle down, I can get all my cleaning, tidying, and packing done in about two hours. Neighbor is coming by tonight to pick the house key up. I'm pretty much ready to run - I've even started carb-loading, which is going well based on what the bathroom scale is telling me. It's weird how the part of my mind that would normally flip completely the fuck out at seeing THAT NUMBER on the scale is totally quiet because ... apparently it understands carb-loading, glycogen and water retention, and all that other good shit. By Thursday afternoon "carb loading" will be the running joke of the trip as I shovel treats into my gaping maw while shuffling through the parks. We're FastPass'd up for some fun things up through Saturday, which is pretty much open in deference to my full marathon the next day. But we've even got a spot on Expedition Everest so, yay!
Need I mention that one of the email promotions I get routinely comes from a Tibetan travel agency offering a tour that includes a trip to the Everest Base Camp? And yes I am taking that under very serious consideration, including the fact that my sea-level dwelling ass will be very challenged at that elevation. I mean, I go to Denver, Colorado and I start wondering if they have any oxygen in their atmosphere.
I lost one of my plugs in bed last night and still haven't been able to find it. I need to evict the cats and take the whole bed apart. Part of the problem is that it's a silvery-aquamarine color with a glass shaft, and my sheets are dusty pale turquoise. I'm wearing one of my silicone ear skins to hold the hole open but I need to find that plug.
But for right now I'm just trying to warm up and get moving. So I may make another half pot of coffee.
So much to do today. So much whining on my part. But if I really buckle down, I can get all my cleaning, tidying, and packing done in about two hours. Neighbor is coming by tonight to pick the house key up. I'm pretty much ready to run - I've even started carb-loading, which is going well based on what the bathroom scale is telling me. It's weird how the part of my mind that would normally flip completely the fuck out at seeing THAT NUMBER on the scale is totally quiet because ... apparently it understands carb-loading, glycogen and water retention, and all that other good shit. By Thursday afternoon "carb loading" will be the running joke of the trip as I shovel treats into my gaping maw while shuffling through the parks. We're FastPass'd up for some fun things up through Saturday, which is pretty much open in deference to my full marathon the next day. But we've even got a spot on Expedition Everest so, yay!
Need I mention that one of the email promotions I get routinely comes from a Tibetan travel agency offering a tour that includes a trip to the Everest Base Camp? And yes I am taking that under very serious consideration, including the fact that my sea-level dwelling ass will be very challenged at that elevation. I mean, I go to Denver, Colorado and I start wondering if they have any oxygen in their atmosphere.
I lost one of my plugs in bed last night and still haven't been able to find it. I need to evict the cats and take the whole bed apart. Part of the problem is that it's a silvery-aquamarine color with a glass shaft, and my sheets are dusty pale turquoise. I'm wearing one of my silicone ear skins to hold the hole open but I need to find that plug.
But for right now I'm just trying to warm up and get moving. So I may make another half pot of coffee.
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