It's another Doctor Who day!
Apr. 30th, 2011 05:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenayOK, yes, I know. Still haven't done my write-up of The Impossible Astronaut. I promise, tomorrow there will be a write-up of both episodes. I can confess that yesterday I did a re-watch of last week's episode. Just to solidify events in my brain, you know?
My back is easing up a lot. It's done to an irritating niggle most of the time and I can actually remain relatively unmoving (say, to read a book) for several minutes at a time before needing to do a bit of gentle, painful stretching to stop it seizing up. I was even able to do a short work-out this morning, including a bit of running, without problems.
This is much better than Thursday, when it took me a very long time crawl from my bed and my arms and neck were seizing up if I stopped moving for even thirty seconds. It's also better than Friday, when managed to get up for the royal wedding but it was a close-run thing and I still needed to do a lot of gentle and incredibly painful stretching just to keep things moving.
Hopefully in a few days, I'll barely remember that I had a problem!
I'm afraid that I'm a bit of a monarchist and I thoroughly enjoyed yesterday's wedding. I barely remember Charles and Diana. This kind of thing tends to be a once in a generation thing, so I decided to absorb it all and enjoy it. The Dress, obviously, was one of the big things and I thought it was absolutely gorgeous and just perfect. Hopefully it's also going to be a big influence on bridal wear for a good long time, so there will be more brides in beautifully elegant dresses and fewer in strapless monstrosities a size too small. Darling, you're supposed to look beautiful and glowing on your wedding day. Not uncomfortable and vaguely disappointed that your dress isn't sexy enough.
The Abbey was one of the other highlights of the day. It looked amazing.
As for the groom, he looked fabulous as long as he kept his hat on. Then we were all reminded that he's inherited his father's hairline. Poor dear.
Still, they looked genuinely happy and I couldn't help grinning like a loon as they walked up the aisle, obviously trying hard to look solemn and noble with little grins slipping out anyway.
Finally, I want to look and move like the Queen when I'm 85. Damn, that woman just gets better with age.
Today I took an important step in my battle with food neuroses. I took myself out for lunch. I'd been vaguely thinking about fish and chips, but trying not to dwell on it and freak myself out. Then I got into the restaurant, smelled burgers and plunked for the meal that had caused a total freak-out two weeks ago. It was delicious. I only ate a few of the fries (which were very good) so that I didn't overburden my tummy, but I managed the entire burger and still feel great several hours later.
OK, yes, the work-out this morning may have helped slightly by making me both more relaxed about what I ate and making me really incredibly hungry when I got there. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or not (relying on work-outs to counter-act some of the flail), but right now if it gets me past one of my silly food-rule hurdles then I'm going to enjoy it. At least for once I was hungry when I ate. That's been a rarity for a while now.
My back is easing up a lot. It's done to an irritating niggle most of the time and I can actually remain relatively unmoving (say, to read a book) for several minutes at a time before needing to do a bit of gentle, painful stretching to stop it seizing up. I was even able to do a short work-out this morning, including a bit of running, without problems.
This is much better than Thursday, when it took me a very long time crawl from my bed and my arms and neck were seizing up if I stopped moving for even thirty seconds. It's also better than Friday, when managed to get up for the royal wedding but it was a close-run thing and I still needed to do a lot of gentle and incredibly painful stretching just to keep things moving.
Hopefully in a few days, I'll barely remember that I had a problem!
I'm afraid that I'm a bit of a monarchist and I thoroughly enjoyed yesterday's wedding. I barely remember Charles and Diana. This kind of thing tends to be a once in a generation thing, so I decided to absorb it all and enjoy it. The Dress, obviously, was one of the big things and I thought it was absolutely gorgeous and just perfect. Hopefully it's also going to be a big influence on bridal wear for a good long time, so there will be more brides in beautifully elegant dresses and fewer in strapless monstrosities a size too small. Darling, you're supposed to look beautiful and glowing on your wedding day. Not uncomfortable and vaguely disappointed that your dress isn't sexy enough.
The Abbey was one of the other highlights of the day. It looked amazing.
As for the groom, he looked fabulous as long as he kept his hat on. Then we were all reminded that he's inherited his father's hairline. Poor dear.
Still, they looked genuinely happy and I couldn't help grinning like a loon as they walked up the aisle, obviously trying hard to look solemn and noble with little grins slipping out anyway.
Finally, I want to look and move like the Queen when I'm 85. Damn, that woman just gets better with age.
Today I took an important step in my battle with food neuroses. I took myself out for lunch. I'd been vaguely thinking about fish and chips, but trying not to dwell on it and freak myself out. Then I got into the restaurant, smelled burgers and plunked for the meal that had caused a total freak-out two weeks ago. It was delicious. I only ate a few of the fries (which were very good) so that I didn't overburden my tummy, but I managed the entire burger and still feel great several hours later.
OK, yes, the work-out this morning may have helped slightly by making me both more relaxed about what I ate and making me really incredibly hungry when I got there. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or not (relying on work-outs to counter-act some of the flail), but right now if it gets me past one of my silly food-rule hurdles then I'm going to enjoy it. At least for once I was hungry when I ate. That's been a rarity for a while now.
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Date: 2011-05-03 09:46 pm (UTC)Today I felt so good after doing a solid Zumba and running work out! The biggest bonus, though, was being really hungry for supper so the food tasted and felt really good :-) It's been so long since I really had any kind of appetite.