State of the Jo
Nov. 22nd, 2005 10:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joflasherKnees - still pissy. The one I blew out running down Mt. Monadnock* won't let go enough to stop aching. It feels like it really really needs to pop and it won't. Any sort of up-down work feels like a pin being driven right under the knee cap. Volleyball tonight will be an exercise in advil and teeth gritting, I fear.
Horse - spent most of my last lesson trying to compensate for said pissy knee. Marty has been trying to teach me how to hold Tisa up in the canter with my inside leg. Let me tell you, that frickin HURTS when you can barely make it up a flight of stairs. Tisa, though, is still the most clever pony on the eastern seaboard. Trust me, she's told me so herself.
Work - is work. Nothing to see hear. Move along.
Studio - going well. We seem to be able to help one another without anyone getting defensive. My fears over this experiment are slowly easing.
Art - still working on that damnable red dragon painting. I'm SOOO close to being done. I just have some claws and the wings to finish up. This weekend, I swear it. Haven't touched either of the other two paintings. Other than that, I've done a couple more ink pieces. I've gone more towards the unseelie side of things as I've gotten tired of cute, fuzzy fae. I'll have to remember to bring them in and put them up after the holidays.
Home - still haven't gotten all of the leaves raked up. Sunday I made homemade bread for the first time in a long while. The Boy and I ate way too much of it and spent most of the evening laying around holding our aching tummies. It was good.
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* - when I first got here, some friends and I decided to try racing up Mt. Monadnock one fine summer day. Once we all got to the top, we decided to race back down it. Yes, we were young and stupid and fairly convinced that we were invincible. The knee went pop about 3/4 of the way down and the guys ended up carrying my ass the rest of the way. Insert cruches and therapy. That knee has never been quite right since.
Horse - spent most of my last lesson trying to compensate for said pissy knee. Marty has been trying to teach me how to hold Tisa up in the canter with my inside leg. Let me tell you, that frickin HURTS when you can barely make it up a flight of stairs. Tisa, though, is still the most clever pony on the eastern seaboard. Trust me, she's told me so herself.
Work - is work. Nothing to see hear. Move along.
Studio - going well. We seem to be able to help one another without anyone getting defensive. My fears over this experiment are slowly easing.
Art - still working on that damnable red dragon painting. I'm SOOO close to being done. I just have some claws and the wings to finish up. This weekend, I swear it. Haven't touched either of the other two paintings. Other than that, I've done a couple more ink pieces. I've gone more towards the unseelie side of things as I've gotten tired of cute, fuzzy fae. I'll have to remember to bring them in and put them up after the holidays.
Home - still haven't gotten all of the leaves raked up. Sunday I made homemade bread for the first time in a long while. The Boy and I ate way too much of it and spent most of the evening laying around holding our aching tummies. It was good.
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* - when I first got here, some friends and I decided to try racing up Mt. Monadnock one fine summer day. Once we all got to the top, we decided to race back down it. Yes, we were young and stupid and fairly convinced that we were invincible. The knee went pop about 3/4 of the way down and the guys ended up carrying my ass the rest of the way. Insert cruches and therapy. That knee has never been quite right since.
