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Aug. 6th, 2005 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tylikYesterday I was released from physical therapy, and given a water bottle as a graduation present. Well, mostly released. My back really does seem to be stabilizing, though I'll have to keep on it. But until my ankle heals up a little more, I won't be able to really put it through it's paces anyway, so if I run into problems I don't know how to deal with, I'm invited to come back. Oh, and Alexa worked out another way of taping my ankle that seems a little more functional.
She also recommends that I look into taking ballet for a bit. I was talking to her about my frustration with getting better control over part of my lower back and hips. I'm particularly frustrated, because it's something I've had before, and I know what it should feel like, and what should get me there... but while I am making progress it's a lot slower than it was last time around. Anyhow. Adult Ballet. She reassures me that it will be utterly unlike the last time I took a ballet class, where I eventually left over frustration at being told that my legs were too muscular, my shoulders too wide, etc. etc.... clearly, as anyone could see, I was not cut out to be a ballerina. This sounds like a bad idea, and yet... the focus on posture and control would be interesting. I wonder if I can find a class that fits my schedule. (I wish my body would just calm down. I finally start really making some progress on getting back into form, and not only is there the stupid torn reticulum to deal with, but I'm retaining water like anything, so I can't even really appreciate my increasingly defined muscles. This won't last, but it is demoralizing.)
And then the O Chem midterm. I felt more confident about my command of the information than I had at either of the last two exams, and yet I had trouble finishing the test in time, and ended up rushing through the last bit. I was in good company, but it's kind of disorienting. Usually, if I know the material, I'm very good at applying it on cue.
And then...![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vixyish's birthday / copper smelting party. Of course I was late enough that I didn't get to see any of the set up, so the copper smelting bit was mostly a hole in the ground, to which an air hose ran, that produced interesting showers of sparks, and into which charcoal was shovelled. Nifty, but you can't take it apart when it's hot like that.
OTOH, the forge was out. And I got to play around with pounding on glowing metal. Oh, my heavens. I'm in love. If I help with the propane supply can I play more?
Otherwise, I had a good time. Though I've been running a little high strung.
She also recommends that I look into taking ballet for a bit. I was talking to her about my frustration with getting better control over part of my lower back and hips. I'm particularly frustrated, because it's something I've had before, and I know what it should feel like, and what should get me there... but while I am making progress it's a lot slower than it was last time around. Anyhow. Adult Ballet. She reassures me that it will be utterly unlike the last time I took a ballet class, where I eventually left over frustration at being told that my legs were too muscular, my shoulders too wide, etc. etc.... clearly, as anyone could see, I was not cut out to be a ballerina. This sounds like a bad idea, and yet... the focus on posture and control would be interesting. I wonder if I can find a class that fits my schedule. (I wish my body would just calm down. I finally start really making some progress on getting back into form, and not only is there the stupid torn reticulum to deal with, but I'm retaining water like anything, so I can't even really appreciate my increasingly defined muscles. This won't last, but it is demoralizing.)
And then the O Chem midterm. I felt more confident about my command of the information than I had at either of the last two exams, and yet I had trouble finishing the test in time, and ended up rushing through the last bit. I was in good company, but it's kind of disorienting. Usually, if I know the material, I'm very good at applying it on cue.
And then...
vixyish's birthday / copper smelting party. Of course I was late enough that I didn't get to see any of the set up, so the copper smelting bit was mostly a hole in the ground, to which an air hose ran, that produced interesting showers of sparks, and into which charcoal was shovelled. Nifty, but you can't take it apart when it's hot like that. OTOH, the forge was out. And I got to play around with pounding on glowing metal. Oh, my heavens. I'm in love. If I help with the propane supply can I play more?
Otherwise, I had a good time. Though I've been running a little high strung.
