let's see

[jazzfish]

Still biking. Grateful for my good green raincoat; it's been Wet here, a good serious drenching downpour for a couple of days. Six-plus months in and about once a ride I get a moment of panic when I realise that I'm not wearing my bag and where did I leave it? On the bike rack behind you, goofball. Biking beats waiting for the bus, and sometimes even beats riding the bus.

Still getting out to yoga, at least three times a week when I'm in town. It's gotten harder. I think that's a result of having a better idea of what I'm meant to be doing, what muscles want stretching or tensing in what poses. Three or four a week seems about right; more than that and I start ... "getting bored" isn't quite right but it's not wholly wrong either. It becomes harder to get myself out the door to the class.

Still playing viola. I've started learning fiddle tunes and techniques. I'm somewhat startled by my ability to repeat a bit of a tune after hearing it once or twice.

Still living in a basement suite, still visiting Erin up north one or two weeks a month. Still unsure where I go from here.

I'm doing ... alright, I suppose. I don't have a good benchmark for what "alright" is.

Comments

[snippy]

If you think you are doing all right, that matters. Sometimes content is a lot.

[wohali]

*wave* glad you are well.

[jazzfish]

Trouble is, I'm really good at "well, it's not as bad as it could be, so it must be alright." :/

[jazzfish]

Thanks! *waves back* It's always good to hear from you, and I hope things are getting better.

[snippy]

I certainly identify with that. Although it's more like "other people have it worse so I have (a) no right to complain and (b) do not deserve help."

[jazzfish]

Huh! That's not one that catches me; for me it's more "i did [thing] not-perfectly therefore i don't deserve help," and infinite variations on it. On both sides of it, really.