Cause and effect
May. 6th, 2005 08:27 amI'm going to have to buy a dance sword, that became clear to me last night. How the hell we're going to do Wu Shu/Kendo moves with one-handed sabres and scimitars is beyond me at the moment, but Alyne's determined to make it work. I also discovered being the only unarmed person in a roomful of sword-wielding dancers is a bit unnerving. I do not want the average obvious "I'M A DANCE SWORD!" looking sword, but it's gotta' be blunt and it's gotta balance. I found two decent ones on eBay but neither said "Buy me!" so I didn't. I can't afford to be too picky, but I want something I'm proud to show off to the world, if I'm going to do this I'm going to do it right, dammit.
Next, I've put on so much weight it's absolutely disgusting. Was it only a couple of weeks ago I'd made it to my goal? Yeah, I think so. But I slack off on dancing and it all comes right back on again. It's really quite simple and obvious, don't dance, gain weight, dance, lose weight. Easy. Looking in the mirror right now is rather painful, but I make myself do it so that when I start to crave something I shouldn't eat I can close my eyes and bring the image up in all it's spleeny glory.
*shudder*
I'm feeling entirely too stressed right now, which is causing me to have the oddest dreams ever. I actually remember them because Pye's had a bad week and insists on waking me up at 6 a.m. (if he's feeling generous), 5 a.m. if he's not. After a particularly bad bout of yowling at 2:30 this morning he got his butt kicked out of the bedroom, which didn't stop him from scratching at the door and whining at 6 until I got up to feed him and pet him. I need to get several projects put to bed this weekend, and then I think I'm taking a few days off. Maybe I'll actually sit down and read a book, what a delightful thought that is.
Next, I've put on so much weight it's absolutely disgusting. Was it only a couple of weeks ago I'd made it to my goal? Yeah, I think so. But I slack off on dancing and it all comes right back on again. It's really quite simple and obvious, don't dance, gain weight, dance, lose weight. Easy. Looking in the mirror right now is rather painful, but I make myself do it so that when I start to crave something I shouldn't eat I can close my eyes and bring the image up in all it's spleeny glory.
*shudder*
I'm feeling entirely too stressed right now, which is causing me to have the oddest dreams ever. I actually remember them because Pye's had a bad week and insists on waking me up at 6 a.m. (if he's feeling generous), 5 a.m. if he's not. After a particularly bad bout of yowling at 2:30 this morning he got his butt kicked out of the bedroom, which didn't stop him from scratching at the door and whining at 6 until I got up to feed him and pet him. I need to get several projects put to bed this weekend, and then I think I'm taking a few days off. Maybe I'll actually sit down and read a book, what a delightful thought that is.