Workin' out, Life, and NaNoWriMo
Oct. 25th, 2006 11:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsI've been feeling rundown the past three days, and I think fighting some kind of mild intestinal bug. Despite that, I have managed to get to the gym two days in a row, which is a good thing, and I've upped some of my weights. I'm doing lifts and flys of sixty pounds, up from the fifty I started with four weeks ago. I've added a ballcrunch (no, that has nothing to do with testicles) to my abdominal routine, resulting in extra pain and extra definition.
I had Yamaraashi-chan mould the hamburgers last night. She was tentative until I suggested she think of it not as dead cow, but as clay to be shaped. I let her turn one of the burgers in the grillpan but she mangled it so I turned the others. Both girls got a lesson in washing one's hands before cooking and after handling raw meat, and Yamaraashi-chan got an extra lesson in when one can use a metal tool and when one cannot.
I've only been mildly interested in doing NaNoWriMo this year. The main reason, I think, is that my family simply won't permit me. There will always be too much to do, too many opportunities for interruption. I have been struggling to do 500 words a day, so trying for 2,000 words a day is simply not going to be possible. I'm told that eventually life gets easier as the kids become capable of doing more for themselves, but at the moment writing at the rate I'd like simply isn't practical.
I had Yamaraashi-chan mould the hamburgers last night. She was tentative until I suggested she think of it not as dead cow, but as clay to be shaped. I let her turn one of the burgers in the grillpan but she mangled it so I turned the others. Both girls got a lesson in washing one's hands before cooking and after handling raw meat, and Yamaraashi-chan got an extra lesson in when one can use a metal tool and when one cannot.
I've only been mildly interested in doing NaNoWriMo this year. The main reason, I think, is that my family simply won't permit me. There will always be too much to do, too many opportunities for interruption. I have been struggling to do 500 words a day, so trying for 2,000 words a day is simply not going to be possible. I'm told that eventually life gets easier as the kids become capable of doing more for themselves, but at the moment writing at the rate I'd like simply isn't practical.
