Transitions
Jan. 18th, 2004 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flexagonThat's to the tune of "Tradition" from Fiddler on the Roof, by the way: "Transitions; transi-shuuuuuuns, transitions!"
As if moving and changing gyms isn't disruptive enough... we were trying to take B and D to Milano's last night as a thanks for feeding our kitties recently. Milano's is, for the record, where we went for the first date of our real coupleship in '99, where we've gone on several anniversaries since then, where we went to our rehearsal dinner before the wedding... and it's gone. No explanation, nothing but a "Retail Space for Lease" sign. We could see the gutted remains of the private room where the rehearsal dinner was held, through the window. So sad... sniff. And the website is gone too, btw, so don't follow that link. It's broken. :(
Did I mention the Davis Square post office also closed down last week, as I found when I tried to mail a package one morning?
I feel... disrupted. I wonder, nervously, how many of my favorite and/or habitual places would have to disappear before I didn't feel like Boston was Boston anymore and I fell out of love with it, and whether that will ever happen. I don't think so. I hope not. I can still hear Tom saying to me Soy, you resist change too much. (He was breaking up with me at the time, of course, and I told him of course I do, when it's change for the worse!. I waver when trying to decide which one of us I'm more in sympathy with, now.)
Anyway, I made my last workout at Fitness First count... aside from doing my best to memorize the lovely friendly murals and enjoy it, I leg-pressed 300 lbs finally, more out of cussedness and wanting to end on a high note than anything else. I actually don't feel ultra-great about that set, since it became searingly obvious that I'm still not getting glute involvement on that very first lift up to the starting position--I'm using my hands to assist that one, but still, my poor quads!! I could press it once I got it there, but I'm going to practice repeatedly lifting lower weights from their resting position with full, concentrated gluteal involvement for a couple of weeks before trying 300 again.
Going earlier in the weekend--I've been such a wild thang! I went out for pool at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
andycomment's bday party on Friday, where I changed from double pants and chunky boots to my new boots and a skirt about the size of a dinner napkin. It was fun to strut my stuff in midwinter for once, but... note to self in future: do not dress to attract attention if you're going to proceed to make an ass of yourself in any way! Arrrrggggh! Oh well, I can hope the drinking I did had something to do with my pool performance. I can also hope people weren't looking that far up. :b
I followed that with a full day of packing on Saturday, punctuated by a little TKD and followed by the ritzy-but-late dinner with B and D, which also involved drinking and ended up at Legal's after a very long search for a restaurant with less than an hour waiting time. As we walked home from that we were talking about how truly nice it is to see B all happy and settled down, andbluechromis and RC too for that matter. It's like every couple of years a giant gong is struck, and another wave of questing souls settles down. Frankly (and selfishly), I'd like it if more of my girlfriends got married. So far only one of them really has, and she's not around here... I want some more married, no-babies-yet, local girls to chill with!
Interesting note about tonight: I need to pack some more, but... HLM made a definite point of finding a little music-stand attachment for his keyboard, and clearing it off for me before leaving for orchestra practice. He's definitely in favor of me playing it while he's gone. Perhaps I will find a little time tonight after all. :)
As if moving and changing gyms isn't disruptive enough... we were trying to take B and D to Milano's last night as a thanks for feeding our kitties recently. Milano's is, for the record, where we went for the first date of our real coupleship in '99, where we've gone on several anniversaries since then, where we went to our rehearsal dinner before the wedding... and it's gone. No explanation, nothing but a "Retail Space for Lease" sign. We could see the gutted remains of the private room where the rehearsal dinner was held, through the window. So sad... sniff. And the website is gone too, btw, so don't follow that link. It's broken. :(
Did I mention the Davis Square post office also closed down last week, as I found when I tried to mail a package one morning?
I feel... disrupted. I wonder, nervously, how many of my favorite and/or habitual places would have to disappear before I didn't feel like Boston was Boston anymore and I fell out of love with it, and whether that will ever happen. I don't think so. I hope not. I can still hear Tom saying to me Soy, you resist change too much. (He was breaking up with me at the time, of course, and I told him of course I do, when it's change for the worse!. I waver when trying to decide which one of us I'm more in sympathy with, now.)
Anyway, I made my last workout at Fitness First count... aside from doing my best to memorize the lovely friendly murals and enjoy it, I leg-pressed 300 lbs finally, more out of cussedness and wanting to end on a high note than anything else. I actually don't feel ultra-great about that set, since it became searingly obvious that I'm still not getting glute involvement on that very first lift up to the starting position--I'm using my hands to assist that one, but still, my poor quads!! I could press it once I got it there, but I'm going to practice repeatedly lifting lower weights from their resting position with full, concentrated gluteal involvement for a couple of weeks before trying 300 again.
Going earlier in the weekend--I've been such a wild thang! I went out for pool at
andycomment's bday party on Friday, where I changed from double pants and chunky boots to my new boots and a skirt about the size of a dinner napkin. It was fun to strut my stuff in midwinter for once, but... note to self in future: do not dress to attract attention if you're going to proceed to make an ass of yourself in any way! Arrrrggggh! Oh well, I can hope the drinking I did had something to do with my pool performance. I can also hope people weren't looking that far up. :bI followed that with a full day of packing on Saturday, punctuated by a little TKD and followed by the ritzy-but-late dinner with B and D, which also involved drinking and ended up at Legal's after a very long search for a restaurant with less than an hour waiting time. As we walked home from that we were talking about how truly nice it is to see B all happy and settled down, and
bluechromis and RC too for that matter. It's like every couple of years a giant gong is struck, and another wave of questing souls settles down. Frankly (and selfishly), I'd like it if more of my girlfriends got married. So far only one of them really has, and she's not around here... I want some more married, no-babies-yet, local girls to chill with!Interesting note about tonight: I need to pack some more, but... HLM made a definite point of finding a little music-stand attachment for his keyboard, and clearing it off for me before leaving for orchestra practice. He's definitely in favor of me playing it while he's gone. Perhaps I will find a little time tonight after all. :)
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Date: 2004-01-19 03:05 pm (UTC)You indeed were a wild woman this weekend - that skirt was awesome, and I loved the boots. I certainly didn't notice any pool suckage. I seem to recall some fairly good reflexes too - sorry I tried to attack you with the cue ball ;-)
Congrats on the leg press - 300lbs, yer a studette! That's almost 2.5 times your weight...dayaam.
As for more attached girlfriends...I think I'm doing pretty well on that front. Maybe not married, but most of my female friends are attached. I guess whatever life-phase you're in, single, attached/married, parenthood etc, you crave people in a similar boat. It's just easier to relate.
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Date: 2004-01-19 03:56 pm (UTC)Ye gods, I think I played pool worse than I did the first time I saw a pool table. But enough about that! *g* And no problem on the cue ball attack, I figure it just wanted revenge on me for being mishandled.
I guess whatever life-phase you're in, single, attached/married, parenthood etc, you crave people in a similar boat.
Yep. Makes for easier friendship-forming. My theory is that most, or anyway lots, of friendships are at least formed when both people are in similar boats. Then if they're good, they persist when the people involved start choosing different boats later.
Milano's, sigh. At least it was still there for the rehearsal dinner. You got any other good Italian recommendations, maybe somewhere in the north end?
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Date: 2004-01-19 07:41 pm (UTC)As for good italian recommendations, sure!
North End: Rabia's is kick ass (North End), as is Taranta.
I'll give some thought to non-north end italian options.
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Date: 2004-01-19 08:16 pm (UTC)Another friend of mine recommends Cibo (or was it Ciba? I think Cibo), also in the north end.
Cibo
Date: 2004-01-19 08:26 pm (UTC)