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Heading into a pretty intense month
Sep. 2nd, 2019 12:32 pmI'd be enjoying this 3-day weekend more if it weren't my only chance to write up my last six months of work accomplishments. Which is generally a pretty mechanical process for me, but it's been an especially rough cycle at Zillian and there are things I don't know how to write up. Whatever... I bought a roll of frowny-face stickers to put on a paper calendar at home, so I can track how often the place is making me cry, and I'll just gather some data and keep counting down and making bank.
A lot of tiny little things have been annoyingly awkward lately (what, you thought Nike probably just sold replacement insoles? Well they don't, and most insoles are nothing like Nike's -- surprise quagmire!). But I'm about ready for my trip to Iceland, having successfully acquired hiking boots and found an ultra-qualified, ex-vet-tech catsitter to give fluids to Nala, so there's that.
This week's Christ, what an asshole awards go to:
And this post would not be complete without a comment on handstands. I've worked with three different coaches in the last week and am taking an extra class/week right now for a press handstand miniseries, and I'm able to engage my serratus more and more often. It feels good to be working hard and feeling strong. I think I'm causing physical pain to one of them by being so close to pressing without quite being there... yeah, welcome to my world... but my usual coach is just happy and anticipatory.
A lot of tiny little things have been annoyingly awkward lately (what, you thought Nike probably just sold replacement insoles? Well they don't, and most insoles are nothing like Nike's -- surprise quagmire!). But I'm about ready for my trip to Iceland, having successfully acquired hiking boots and found an ultra-qualified, ex-vet-tech catsitter to give fluids to Nala, so there's that.
This week's Christ, what an asshole awards go to:
- David Drummond, for everything in this Medium article. I used to think that people with money were generally kinder -- not driven to hardness by the desperation of poverty -- but there is also this horrible stuff that happens when people have a lot. Or gain too much (power, not just money) without picking up wisdom along the way. Or something.
- Ezekiel Emanuel, a medical ethicist asserting that life after 75 isn't worth living in this month's Tech Review. He's not just down on old folks, he's down on the notion of play as a valuable way to spend time, and I disagree with him in a deep and fundamental way.
And this post would not be complete without a comment on handstands. I've worked with three different coaches in the last week and am taking an extra class/week right now for a press handstand miniseries, and I'm able to engage my serratus more and more often. It feels good to be working hard and feeling strong. I think I'm causing physical pain to one of them by being so close to pressing without quite being there... yeah, welcome to my world... but my usual coach is just happy and anticipatory.
