Good for me, bad for you

If "you" are one of the people waiting for a knitted Christmas present. Sorry. I just got some fabulous, fabulous news, and I'm not sure how much detail I can share right now, but what I can tell you is this: I will be knitting one thing and one thing only until mid-March, and my fingers may very well fall off. If they do not, I will then take up the Christmas knitting again. I apologize for the delay this is going to cause, but this is an opportunity I really can't pass up.

This will also be bad for my Rockin' Sock Club plan, which was to knit each pair during the two months until the next kit is shipped. Since the first kit ships in February, that's clearly not going to happen. Also bad for the Fetching gloves that I want to knit, and I finally figured out which yarn to use for them, too (so pretty! so soft!). Sad. But not sad enough to make me pass this up. I will share more details about why things are being delayed as I can. I will be working on Christmas presents until I get the yarn in to start working on this new project, so cross your fingers. The present that gets knitted may be yours!


Becky Fix

These are actually from last week, but you know. It happens.













I've been bad about getting the camera out in the morning, mostly because I've been bad about getting up when Chris leaves, so I laze around in bed for 45 minutes instead of being up getting stuff done. Which is going to stop as of tomorrow. I have too much to do in the mornings and I end up not getting to spend much time at all with my little Beckykins. Plus I want to add in some daily situps and squats and curls, and really the only time I have to do that is in the morning during the time I've been lying around in bed or at night when I get home, which, seriously, is just not going to happen.

Since the New Year I've really been pretty good about getting to the gym -- at least 4 times a week, and at least half an hour of cardio for three of those four times (usually 45 minutes). I haven't used my sore foot as an excuse to wimp out, and I even went to the gym Friday when I was sick (but not Monday, because I felt like a truck hit me) I've also been pretty good about my eating habits, I think, but not so good about keeping track so I'm reinstituting the paper food diary, since clearly the electronic version is a bust. And yet I still weigh 174lbs. I do feel like I'm eating healthier, and I'm certainly in better shape than I was when I started out, but I can't help but feel like I'm failing. Maybe because I talked Chris into spending all that money on a personal trainer and I feel like I should have a smokin' body to show for it, or maybe just because dammit, I want to feel like a hottie again (I do not feel like the personal trainer has been a waste of money -- she's really motivated me and shown me some good exercises that I can do on my own and keeps pushing me, which lets me know that I can push myself, which is a good thing).

posted by Laura Y. @ 5:43 PM