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Meta
Oct
1
Regaining Cadence
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I went for a walk today at lunch – a really, nice one outside the office. Started out chilly, but by the end I was fairly warm. It felt good – I needed to stretch out the legs and the back, and honestly, I’m so utterly overwhelmed with work today that I just needed to get *out*. It’s interesting, though. My walking stride has changed quite a bit from what it was. I’d spent so long with a guarded hitch to my hips that I’ve nearly forgotten what “normal” is. So even as I walked today, I really had to work at letting myself relax, trying to straighten up, trying to let my legs move as they would. It took about half a mile before I stopped being surprised that my steps no longer caused pain, but old habits die hard. I still find myself holding back, waiting for it…
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Sep
23
Detox for the Soul
I admit I’m a little dubious. Jeffe swears by the Yogi Detox Tea, but I’ve always thought it was basically a bunch of overpriced herbal crap. You drink a few cups, you shit your brains out, why, hells yes, you’re gonna feel lighter and happier. Of course, I wouldn’t know, as I haven’t actually had any yet. It’s sitting in a box on my counter, and it *says* you can have up to 10 cups a day. That it’s mild with no laxative effect. (So what happens if you’re the daring sort and you drink cup number 11? Implosion? Explosion?) I still remain somewhat suspicious, and in either case I won’t be taking any until my antibiotics are over with. I honestly don’t know if it actually works, but I figure it can’t hurt – several weeks of heavy doses of painkillers, antibiotics and general anesthesia are bound to screw…
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