October 16, 1999
Whole Lotta Shakin' Going On
Well. That was an unexpected hiatus. I tried to write a few times, but nothing really was going on, except for me getting more and more settled in here in the new place. Yes, it's true, I'm still blissful. My first weekend here, and I'm loving it. I still haven't unpacked much except utter necessities, but I plan to later today.
Last night was amusing at best. I stayed up much too late online, playing with Mo. We had a great deal of fun, but I was still awake at 5:30 am when Brand came around. The three of us were chatting when all of a sudden Brand says, "Oh damn. Earthquake." Of course, Mo and I, non-Californians that we are, flipped out and were yelling (okay, typing) at him to get in a doorway. He pretty much laughed at us, long-time SoCal resident that he is. I guess one of his brothers fell out of bed, but didn't even wake up. Of course, if you've seen the news, it was a huge earthquake, but it was centered out in the middle of nowhere. That's my take on current events for the week then: I was talking to someone who was in an earthquake. Whee.
I went grocery shopping again today, this time for real. I was actually pretty proud of myself. You see, a month ago, even a ten minute trip to the store to buy tampons and ice cream (and for you uninitiated males out there, those two items often show up together on a grocery list) wore me out. My back would ache just from walking that little bit through the store, I'd be winded. In all honesty, I'm ashamed to admit that. I'm ashamed that I let myself get that out of shape. Out of control, even. So, because I couldn't shop, I ate crap and got into even worse shape. But today I managed an hour-long shopping trip with only a little fatigue. I haven't had fast food in nearly a week, and yesterday I even avoided meat all day, as sort of an experiment. I'm on my way back up, I think. I feel like I'd been on hold for so long, and didn't even realize it, until life resumed.
Oh, don't get me wrong. This isn't going to become a journal about Lisa trying to lose weight or whatever. I'm not actively trying. I'm just trying to eat good food again, and start moving around enough that movement stops being painful. Back when I was really involved with the SCA, and going to dance practice and events constantly, I was in very good shape, although I was still heavy. I want to get back there. I'm not ready to go to dance practice yet. But I'll get there. I can't believe how far I've come in the last two weeks even.
Now comes the fun part. Do I cook chicken alfredo for dinner, or an omelet? Decisions, decisions... I'd forgotten how much I like to cook.
