I wen tot Friedrich park yet again today. Today I decided that I'd not only take the normal "All the way around the park" trail I normally do, I'd take the "Vista Del Sol" trail as well. According to the map, it was only an extra 1/4 mile, and, according to the map, a bit steep. What the hell, I said - and I took it.
So here I am just trotting along, minding my own business along this creekbed, saying to myself "This doesn't look steep! I can do this with my eyes closed!" Then the trail moves to a slight right...and I was staring a very primitive set of steps...going up 45 degree...for about 300 feet. Up.
I made it all the way up, but was DOG tired when I made it up. I was completely destroyed, but the view was worth it. You literally walk up and then on the edge of a "Canyon" (They call it a canyon, I call it a REALLY deep creekbed...everything is big in Texas cause we exaggerate). BEAUTIFUL. Extremely exhausting, but beautiful. To the point where I was getting a bit lightheaded. So I sat on a limestone outcrop between two trees, put my hand on each, and asked the trees to help me out. And they did. Didn't expect that to work, but it did. I'm sure Elenderel is happy to hear that. :)
If my legs work tomorrow, I'm doing it again. Vehicle permitting of course (Glares at a certain father type person who has a habit of waiting until I get up to do his errands). My goal? Try and lose at LEAST a pound or two before the interview Wednesday. In a world where appearances matter, I need ALL the help I can get.
Sitting here in front of a computer, not being "allowed" to go out, constantly at the whim of the availablility of a truck and safety issues, I've gotten very overweight. Excersize is damn near impossible ("You're going out on your bike? But the neighborhood kids will see you!" "Do you have to go out for a walk now? Why not wait until it's dark so no one can see you."). Going out is a chore upon itself.
You know what happened today that made me laugh at the whole family situation? My sister had the gall to complain to me. My mother left to go to Mexico with a friend and took her car. "They never ask me if they can use it!" When I said they use my truck the same way all the time, she huffed and said "Well, your truck isn't MINE."
Gotta love this family.
Have I mentioned they kill puppies and drink the blood? Or the graveyard of dead neighbors who have wronged us in the cellar? Or perhaps the midnight worshiping of Ba'al?
Just kidding, Ba'al hasn't returned our phone calls in a year.
Speaking of Ba'al, I've been watching Bugs Bunny all day thanks to the skillful pre-empting of Adult Swim (ya bastards...). I forgot how funny Bugs can BE, although I swear I've seen the same gag of Bugs taking a shower, singing a note off tune, walking out to the piano and getting the right note at least SIX TIMES. Still, it's pretty good stuff even if it's over 50 years old.
I'm still thinking about postponing AWFW and CS for a week...I might get CS done before deadline, but I doubt it.
I'm also beginning to think about our Corporate World story. Trying to settle on a style. Do I want it to look vaguely Batman Beyond-ish - all buildings, futuristically looking? Or do I do the whole Sword-And-Sorcery bit with technological stuff thrown in to give it a scientific grounding? Or do I want to go with a bit of "Present Day Midle America, with Jet-packs and hovercars?" I'm leaning towards the latter. Mainly I'm leaning towards 1950s Middle America, with apple pie and baseball and knee skirts and good wholesome government produced values, mixed in with some manga-ish looking futuristic stuff. Flying Body Armor, lasers, G-men with spit-shine shoes and infrared glasses....
Eitherway, I now have a vagueish shape for one of the elves in that story, the Female Second in Command of the Government. Still don't have a name for her yet, but she's very cute, while still being a very strong, capable and downright conniving person. She wants the CEO's position. She wants it SOON.
The whole Corporate World story is a mixed bag. "What is good for the people," versus "What is good for me." Lots of people in that position in this world. Backstory is fleshing out, too.
See what happens on a good hike?
Oh, and I learned that whole "Japanesey stick a stick in your hair to hold it in place" thing. It's an Official Girl Secret, so if I told any of you males, I would have to kill you. Or make you females. Your choice.
So here I am just trotting along, minding my own business along this creekbed, saying to myself "This doesn't look steep! I can do this with my eyes closed!" Then the trail moves to a slight right...and I was staring a very primitive set of steps...going up 45 degree...for about 300 feet. Up.
I made it all the way up, but was DOG tired when I made it up. I was completely destroyed, but the view was worth it. You literally walk up and then on the edge of a "Canyon" (They call it a canyon, I call it a REALLY deep creekbed...everything is big in Texas cause we exaggerate). BEAUTIFUL. Extremely exhausting, but beautiful. To the point where I was getting a bit lightheaded. So I sat on a limestone outcrop between two trees, put my hand on each, and asked the trees to help me out. And they did. Didn't expect that to work, but it did. I'm sure Elenderel is happy to hear that. :)
If my legs work tomorrow, I'm doing it again. Vehicle permitting of course (Glares at a certain father type person who has a habit of waiting until I get up to do his errands). My goal? Try and lose at LEAST a pound or two before the interview Wednesday. In a world where appearances matter, I need ALL the help I can get.
Sitting here in front of a computer, not being "allowed" to go out, constantly at the whim of the availablility of a truck and safety issues, I've gotten very overweight. Excersize is damn near impossible ("You're going out on your bike? But the neighborhood kids will see you!" "Do you have to go out for a walk now? Why not wait until it's dark so no one can see you."). Going out is a chore upon itself.
You know what happened today that made me laugh at the whole family situation? My sister had the gall to complain to me. My mother left to go to Mexico with a friend and took her car. "They never ask me if they can use it!" When I said they use my truck the same way all the time, she huffed and said "Well, your truck isn't MINE."
Gotta love this family.
Have I mentioned they kill puppies and drink the blood? Or the graveyard of dead neighbors who have wronged us in the cellar? Or perhaps the midnight worshiping of Ba'al?
Just kidding, Ba'al hasn't returned our phone calls in a year.
Speaking of Ba'al, I've been watching Bugs Bunny all day thanks to the skillful pre-empting of Adult Swim (ya bastards...). I forgot how funny Bugs can BE, although I swear I've seen the same gag of Bugs taking a shower, singing a note off tune, walking out to the piano and getting the right note at least SIX TIMES. Still, it's pretty good stuff even if it's over 50 years old.
I'm still thinking about postponing AWFW and CS for a week...I might get CS done before deadline, but I doubt it.
I'm also beginning to think about our Corporate World story. Trying to settle on a style. Do I want it to look vaguely Batman Beyond-ish - all buildings, futuristically looking? Or do I do the whole Sword-And-Sorcery bit with technological stuff thrown in to give it a scientific grounding? Or do I want to go with a bit of "Present Day Midle America, with Jet-packs and hovercars?" I'm leaning towards the latter. Mainly I'm leaning towards 1950s Middle America, with apple pie and baseball and knee skirts and good wholesome government produced values, mixed in with some manga-ish looking futuristic stuff. Flying Body Armor, lasers, G-men with spit-shine shoes and infrared glasses....
Eitherway, I now have a vagueish shape for one of the elves in that story, the Female Second in Command of the Government. Still don't have a name for her yet, but she's very cute, while still being a very strong, capable and downright conniving person. She wants the CEO's position. She wants it SOON.
The whole Corporate World story is a mixed bag. "What is good for the people," versus "What is good for me." Lots of people in that position in this world. Backstory is fleshing out, too.
See what happens on a good hike?
Oh, and I learned that whole "Japanesey stick a stick in your hair to hold it in place" thing. It's an Official Girl Secret, so if I told any of you males, I would have to kill you. Or make you females. Your choice.
Re: I am <not quite> the Lorax ...
Date: 2002-06-02 01:03 pm (UTC)As for the trees thing...I sat between two trees and put an arm on each one...as I was beginning to get light headed, I literally imagined sucking some of the energy from them through my arms, and asked "Can ya help a gal out?" I was miraculously restored in just about thirty seconds, instead of sitting there for five minutes catching my breath. I thanked them and moved on my merry way.
Re: I am <not quite> the Lorax ...
Date: 2002-06-04 02:35 pm (UTC)