Sick.

You know how when you’re around somebody who’s really sick, you kinda start to feel sick yourself? Leanne’s got a vicious cold and I could feel my head start to ache just looking at her. Poor thing! We sent her ass home.

Rogue

Rogue Nervousness: I’ve been knitting like a fiend all week and I’ve finished the body up to the arm holes. I’m a little nervous. It looks so small! I know my measurements were good and that it’s just that the cables are pulling in a lot, but it’s weird to knit something for myself that isn’t the size of a blanket. Also, the foldover stocking stitch hem I did seems to be curling up. Do you guys think it will block down flat? Claudia‘s looks so flat in the picture. Lastly, my row gauge was still coming out tighter – seven rows instead of six – so I worked out that I needed to add in another 14 rows to make the body the right length. Unfortunately the cable repeat is six rows… so I erred on the side of making it longer and went with three extra repeats. Now that I’ve finished it though… it looks like somehow I’ve managed to come out an inch-and-a-half too long! I’m going to leave it though. I’ve got plenty of yarn and I’m tall, so I’m going to trust that it’ll work out in the end. I’ll post a picture tomorrow.

Trail Note

Not to make this all “RunningBlog” or anything, but you will not believe what I did today. I ran two laps around Centennial Park – that’s 7.6km – WITH MY HUSBAND. Yes, the Snook actually ran. Those of you who don’t know him do not understand the magnitude of my surprise. I have known him for six years now, and I have never seen him run farther than half a block without complaining of heart palpitations. Turns out he’s been holding out on me this whole time! It all started a few weeks ago when I suggested he come to the park with me and walk a lap or two, and he said he thought he should get some actual running shoes. Being a tight-arse, though, he wanted to go to Kmart and get $20 trainers. Since I really didn’t see where this was going, I agreed. (He nearly chickened out at the last minute. “I’ll have three pairs of shoes! I’m becoming a metrosexual!”) That day at the park, I ran my lap while he walked behind me. Afterwards he confessed that he’d jogged about a fifth of a lap when no one was looking. So today he came along with me to ostensibly do some more walking. “Let’s have a bit of a jog,” I said, “and you tell me if you need to stop.” And we did two laps! We stopped probably about every kilometer or so to take a quick walk break, but our total time for the two laps was a decent 53 minutes. He even pushed me a bit since his natural pace is a little bit faster than mine. I just still can’t quite believe it. “You’re caught out now,” I said. “You’re going to have to do this all the time!” “I suppose,” he said. “We’re going to become those people.” I guess we are. I finally have a running buddy. SQUEEEEEE!

And yes, the first thing on the To Do list is to get him some better shoes.

Trail Note

Trail Note
As I ran up Wilson Street to Newtown early this morning, watching the sun rise and chase away the storm clouds, I decided to declare last week’s diet funk officially BUSTED. I feel really great. I ran two laps around Centennial Park Wednesday night and cut a minute or so off my time. (Albert pushed me to a faster pace than normal on the first lap, which made up for my very slow jog on the second.) Last night I went to boxing class and worked up such a sweat that I actually made the mat slippery. (Note to self: Find terrycloth sweatband.) Then this morning I had a great little forty minute jog up to Newtown and back. I’m eating well and tracking my Points again. I guess the lesson to be learned is that occasional lapses are totally okay, but that my body can’t handle prolonged periods of rich food and drink like it used to. I was seriously out of it for four days.

SvenCam

CouchCam is currently SvenCam, thanks to a mischievous Snook who didn’t want people watching him while he was home sick. So now you get to watch me make frightful faces as Sven’s revolving shiatsu hands make it all better…

Sunrise

Watch me on Sunrise!At long last, I have the footage you’ve all been waiting to see: me and the ladies from the Knitter’s Guild rockin’ it on Sunrise. It’s a fairly big file (about 10MB) and you may have to download the whole thing before it plays. Yeah, we’re like postage-stamp-size and the sound isn’t perfectly synced, but you get the idea. You can see all four clips from when they cut to us, including the final one where I get to sit next to Kochie. A massive thank you to Snookums for the editing and encoding!

Vermicelli

An Unpaid Endorsement
I have a new lunchtime addiction: Vermicelli‘s rice paper rolls. They just opened around the corner this week and they’re great! I’ve had the lunch special twice now, and my favorites would have to be the Sesame Beef rolls (they taste like bulgogi!) and the Portuguese Chicken salad. My only regret is they don’t have any nutrition information so I can accurately add up my Points. (I’m going to count them as slightly higher than the Sumo rolls, since they seem to have more meat.)