why I am sad, by lisa
Jan. 26th, 2004 10:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightbluegirlI have a cyst under my left eyelid, that is irritating my eye. It has been bothering me for a week, and yesterday I went to a (very clean, no wait necessary, which impressed the hell out of me) emergency clinic. The doctor is making an appointment with an eye specialist for me. The eye specialist will probably freeze the cyst and cut it off, or drain it.
My left eye is my good eye. I am disturbed.
I'm going to going to try a new workout plan this week. I'm gonna drop some cardio on alternate days, and use the time to lift instead. So, 30 minutes on lifting days. I'll see how that goes. Tonight is the first night. Tomorrow I'll just do the hour of cardio.
I don't want to give the cardio up. Being able to run without getting winded, and to have a long stride, and know that my heart is healthy and my lungs are healthy, is really important to me.
But I don't have all that much time in my day. And, sadly, whenever we try to have even a small tiny life outside the home, it interferes with working out plans.
So we'll see how this goes.
I'm intrigued with the idea of having a reception picnic with disposable plates and plastic cups. As a big fuck you.
I cried yesterday.
All I want is to be outside, to be surrounded by friends and family, to eat GOOD, home-cooked (that *is* important), non-meat food, and to wear a pretty dress. And to kiss Andrew lots. And dance.
We watched Whale Rider on Saturday night, and Bend it Like Beckham last night.
The wedding scenes in Bend it Like Beckham really brought home for me what I want, and what won't happen. My family will not dance together, for example.
But maybe we'll have a party for us younger folk, in the evening. That might work. Bring everyone over to our home, and just par-tay down. Assuming we can have the ceremony and eating somewhere nice. Perhaps we'll check out Burnaby Lake.
I still wouldn't mind having it somewhere like Manning Park, on the shore of Lightning Lake, and have a party near our tents afterwards.
My left eye is my good eye. I am disturbed.
I'm going to going to try a new workout plan this week. I'm gonna drop some cardio on alternate days, and use the time to lift instead. So, 30 minutes on lifting days. I'll see how that goes. Tonight is the first night. Tomorrow I'll just do the hour of cardio.
I don't want to give the cardio up. Being able to run without getting winded, and to have a long stride, and know that my heart is healthy and my lungs are healthy, is really important to me.
But I don't have all that much time in my day. And, sadly, whenever we try to have even a small tiny life outside the home, it interferes with working out plans.
So we'll see how this goes.
I'm intrigued with the idea of having a reception picnic with disposable plates and plastic cups. As a big fuck you.
I cried yesterday.
All I want is to be outside, to be surrounded by friends and family, to eat GOOD, home-cooked (that *is* important), non-meat food, and to wear a pretty dress. And to kiss Andrew lots. And dance.
We watched Whale Rider on Saturday night, and Bend it Like Beckham last night.
The wedding scenes in Bend it Like Beckham really brought home for me what I want, and what won't happen. My family will not dance together, for example.
But maybe we'll have a party for us younger folk, in the evening. That might work. Bring everyone over to our home, and just par-tay down. Assuming we can have the ceremony and eating somewhere nice. Perhaps we'll check out Burnaby Lake.
I still wouldn't mind having it somewhere like Manning Park, on the shore of Lightning Lake, and have a party near our tents afterwards.
