Imbolc Waning Bridgit Moon
This has been a nix two-day event. The Woolly’s, for the first time I recall, canceled. Too little parking around Charlie Haislet’s condo.
The days events scattered around me, I never quite got traction, feel a little down. Nothing bad, just wheels spinning. Don’t like it.
The snow-blower, which needs a tune-up, chugged, coughed and sputtered, but worked long enough to blow the snow off the sidewalk. I was glad. This was too heavy for a shoveling session.
Kate and I do plan to join the Y here after I get back from Blue Cloud. I’m after a personal trainer to get a resistance work out going again, plus I’m going to do my first Pilates and attend a bodyflow class that uses a combination of Tai-Chi, yoga and Pilates. Sounds fun to me. I’m deconditioned right now when it comes to muscle mass, so shoveling the walk would have hurt. My aerobic conditioning is fine, no heart attack likely, but a lot of back and shoulder ache. Looking forward to getting back to resistance work.
So, I’m gonna workout then roast a chicken with garlic cloves under its skin and onions on the inside. These are our garlic and onions, still useful this far into the season. I’m also going to use some canned beans from 2007. A little bulgur and we’ll have a meal.