And so it begins
Feb. 3rd, 2011 06:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perpetual_motionMade it to the gym yesterday, and The Husband and I played racquetball tonight. The trick is getting my ass to the gym tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that.
So, in short, we're trying to get back on the wagon. We had a really good process going for awhile, where we were working out steadily, and we were getting into shape, and then we moved, and...well, that's it.
Also, I'm about to spend the next four weeks in the library doing homework, so that's gonna be great. Just this weekend I have a copyedit, reading, research for advanced tech (read: I get to read professional journals), online discussion responses, and I have to start working on my community discourse journal (read: I have to start writing about where I'm going to publish). Oh, and I should probably work on my article at some point.
Ah, grad school. So useful. So exhausting.
But, hey! Racquetball!
Also, I hit The Husband in the side of the knee with the ball tonight. He's fine, but I still feel kinda bad.
So, in short, we're trying to get back on the wagon. We had a really good process going for awhile, where we were working out steadily, and we were getting into shape, and then we moved, and...well, that's it.
Also, I'm about to spend the next four weeks in the library doing homework, so that's gonna be great. Just this weekend I have a copyedit, reading, research for advanced tech (read: I get to read professional journals), online discussion responses, and I have to start working on my community discourse journal (read: I have to start writing about where I'm going to publish). Oh, and I should probably work on my article at some point.
Ah, grad school. So useful. So exhausting.
But, hey! Racquetball!
Also, I hit The Husband in the side of the knee with the ball tonight. He's fine, but I still feel kinda bad.
