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Jun. 12th, 2018 07:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogI'm going to stay away from Facebook this week because I can't avoid lots of second-hand news there (to be fair, I've selected for that by blocking all the trivial crap that I kept being annoyed by), and the news is bad for me right now. Yesterday was pretty good, though I realized just how much I was looking at Facebook during the day and that I have some gaps to fill now.
My back *still* hurts, though it's much better. A coworker loaned me one of those lumbar support pillows and it is surprisingly supportive and feels good against my back. I biked to work today, now that my derailleur is fixed and I'm feeling up to it, and made the trip in an hour and twenty seconds, with fifty-four minutes and twenty-eight seconds of moving time. About average for me. (I like that my Bryton computer gives me both total time and moving time. My old one would only record one or the other.) It is very humid indeed here; my shirt, which I typically use to wipe a bit of sweat off of my self before changing into my button-down, was just saturated. I may have to stick a towel in my bag.
Looking at the trip, I realized that my daily one-way commute is very close in length to a half-marathon. I tried to imagine running all the way from Evanston to the Chicago Medical District and back and suddenly had a little more understanding of how difficult it is to run a marathon.
Danae is dealing with thesis stuff and is feeling down and pretty sleepy. I often wish there was more I could do for her, other than making food and offering cuddles and what-not.
I've gone out for walks a couple times during lunch lately and will probably bring my camera to photograph some interesting buildings. There are several that are more modern than a lot of what grabs me, but that I like none-the-less. I don't know that kind of architecture well enough to describe the style; I'll have to do a little reading.
My back *still* hurts, though it's much better. A coworker loaned me one of those lumbar support pillows and it is surprisingly supportive and feels good against my back. I biked to work today, now that my derailleur is fixed and I'm feeling up to it, and made the trip in an hour and twenty seconds, with fifty-four minutes and twenty-eight seconds of moving time. About average for me. (I like that my Bryton computer gives me both total time and moving time. My old one would only record one or the other.) It is very humid indeed here; my shirt, which I typically use to wipe a bit of sweat off of my self before changing into my button-down, was just saturated. I may have to stick a towel in my bag.
Looking at the trip, I realized that my daily one-way commute is very close in length to a half-marathon. I tried to imagine running all the way from Evanston to the Chicago Medical District and back and suddenly had a little more understanding of how difficult it is to run a marathon.
Danae is dealing with thesis stuff and is feeling down and pretty sleepy. I often wish there was more I could do for her, other than making food and offering cuddles and what-not.
I've gone out for walks a couple times during lunch lately and will probably bring my camera to photograph some interesting buildings. There are several that are more modern than a lot of what grabs me, but that I like none-the-less. I don't know that kind of architecture well enough to describe the style; I'll have to do a little reading.
